He was nearly wincing. “Miserable bounder,” he murmured. Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. But I had to know for sure. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. ” “But it is too late,” she declared.
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