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She flushed with desire and happiness, her husband had returned to her and all would be aright. Her depression since the “accident” had possessed her, she no longer cared how she looked as her beauty helped her not. Many little things had contributed to that decision. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. ’ Gerald suppressed a grin. “It’s his birthday. ” “You’ll never pay me. ” It was settled. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship.
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