Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. ‘I—I mean, she were—’ ‘Pretty as a picture?’ suggested Gerald. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. But when she spoke her lips quivered, and they came. ” “And the man stands as the master at the mouth of the den. ” “I am your friend,” he said slowly, “whatever you may have to tell me.
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