‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly bewildered note underlying his irascibility. He was Julian five years younger, the spitting image. Ah! but you can’t imagine what you are to me and what you mean to me! I suppose there is something mystical and wonderful about all women. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. She felt that with Capes near to her she would be content always to go on loving.
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