She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. ’ Gerald was relieved to find the girl did not attempt to run away, but meekly allowed him to usher her into the spacious and comfortable library which was his habitual haunt when at home. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. I have work there. ‘Yes, but I’m probably chasing moonbeams.
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