" He patted her hand. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. Arrived at the secret door, she grasped the lever that opened it and placed the lantern on the floor. I want very much to do something for women. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. He'd never forgive you.
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