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Are you sure what it is you want of me?” “I want you. ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. If I told you the facts, I expect, since you are in love with me, you’d explain the whole business as being very fine and honorable for me—the Higher Morality, or something of that sort. Practically all. ’ ‘Yes, but they did do so. ” She made her glasses glint. ’ Mrs Prudence Sindlesham, a widow of several years’ standing, so she told Gerald, was a scarecrow of a female, long and lank of limb in a figure that had once been willowy. ” She laughed heartily, and became as suddenly grave. " "My strength fails me," gasped the fugitive.
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