She perceived that his countenance was only composed by a great effort, his features severely compressed. ’ The smile vanished. It was a purse. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. Gerald smiled and excused himself with the Poussaint girl, whose mouth pinched together as she threw a dagger glance at the voluptuous Madame Valade. He told me that he was a millionaire.
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