She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. ‘Tell me what you know of Miss Charvill?’ he ordered severely. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her.
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