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‘I don’t, as a matter of fact,’ Gerald said decidedly, a frown creasing his brow. But between us, we'll
have him writing books some day. She had done forever with the Age of Chivalry, and her own
base adaptations of its traditions to the compromising life. She could not say a word,
much less move. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the
fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her
fingers were trembling in his. “Where have you been, young lady? I know your
kind, I know you sneak out every night! How long do
you think it could go on? You little murdering slut!
Whore! I found you out, found your blouse! Evidence!
How many of your johns have you killed why you have
lived at my house? Huh? They’re going to put you away
for a long time, honey.
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