The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. She had to exert tremendous energy not to sniff the air for his blood. . Two hours had come and gone during this tantalizing occupation. "Why not?" "I'll tell you," cried a deep voice from the back of the bed. I do not care in the least.
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