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“You see you do not know
how much of truth there is in his story. Now he
lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain
dripping slowly on to the carpet. There it is—against you. The Bed Room
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XIX. They don’t count, and I don’t care. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. But it was hopelessly hard to put. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’
Gerald flushed. “Don’t know me, eh? I like that. ”
Tears flowed down her face. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met
Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the
thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but
which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom
he had just left.
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