She could not help but admit that she liked being smiled at and addressed in the hallways by hordes of friendly faces. ’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. They are for serving me. He kept at it even on those nights when the monsoon began to break with heavy storms and he had to weight down with stones everything on his table. Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March. ‘Why did you bring him? I hate him. ’ Gerald could not suppress a grin. I am yours for the making over. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall.
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