The slack
cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front,
pulling her suddenly about. Gerald would certainly have demanded back his sword. “Not
like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you
hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble. Her hair had begun to grow back, it
now swept to her shoulders. There’s that old gentleman at the end of the
table—Bullding his name is. ‘She?’
‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon,
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