Surely Capes was different. Gerald lifted an eyebrow. He was human. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. Upon this topic Capes was heavy and conscientious, but that seemed to her to be just exactly what he ought to be. White became conscious of a distinct sense of uneasiness, and showed it in her face. She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words.
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