"Don't leave him, if you're at all fearful, my dear," replied Wood, receiving the little burthen with a laugh. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. But for perfect satisfaction, he must take a peek into the bedroom. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. I'd go for it. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. I keep my finger on the pulse of things. There haven't been so many ladies in the Lodge since the days of Claude Du Val, the gentleman highwayman; and they all declare it'll break their hearts if he's scragged. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. Yet even now there were so many things untouched, so much to be learned. She was alone with a deadly enemy.
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