I could not dream of loving you. Fresh flowers of loveliness have budded, expanded, died. She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. What would he come as? Presently she roused herself with a guilty start from the task of dressing and re-dressing Mr. "Enschede!" he called. She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead.
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