“There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. At least here she was safe. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. It was dawn: Cathy would soon be off to the restaurant and Larry off to paint a house. Tom Sheppard was always a close file, and would never tell whom he married.
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