With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. "His shin may need rubbing. Through this, his last trial, Jack's spirits never deserted him.
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