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‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. “I believe so. She looked down at him and saw that the sunlight was gleaming from his cheeks, and that all over his cheeks was a fine golden down of delicate hairs. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. ” “I think,” Lady Lescelles said, putting down her teacup, “that I must send Nigel to plead his own cause.
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