’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. ” “Yes, shit. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. He would provide the necessities of life and protect her. CHAPTER XI. Her life hangs upon a thread, and this may snap it.
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