As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. So he shut his eyes. “The very question, my dear sister,” she said, “tells me that I have succeeded. ‘Oh no, you don’t,’ said Gerald in a low tone.
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