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’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. I want very much to do something for women. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. Michelle had warned her of the girl, calling her “Bitchster”. ‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. I’m a little tired.
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