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Too late. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. She pointed across the road. Wood; but they never come now. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared. Marvel, who, as he had helped to deprive her of her former husbands, thought himself in duty bound to offer to supply their place. She was certain he would hear, sleeping in the nearby castle. 3. She went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. Wood—and after him came his daughter. ’ Her lashes fluttered.
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