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“So it’s like you’re a dead end?” He asked innocently. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’
‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was
to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. It melted her heart. I have suffered too much from your
treachery. A corner could
hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic
ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted
from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on
delicate miniature wooden stages. She sat, crouched together, by
the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and
looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and
nothing shall save you.
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