CHAPTER XXIII. We were going at a mad pace. Alas! that the punishment of his offences should fall on her head. Just my room. ’ Her conversation was wonderful, Gerald decided. She would end alone. It seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. ” Michelle looked puzzled. ’ He thought a wary look came into her face, but it was difficult to be sure.
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