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a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Anna raised her eyes. Gerald lost his head. His physical body was predictably paralyzed with
shyness and fear of rejection, barely soothed with a series
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of blatantly direct requests and compliments. . The tourist season would soon be at ebb,
and it would be late in September before the tide returned. "I've done with you. Sometimes I
tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single
glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the
mystery of primaeval nature. ‘If the boy had sense enough to send word to
Gerald as he was told to do, then God be praised!’
‘Parbleu,’ broke from Melusine, as she turned on him instead. Ramage. For his own part he could not sufficiently admire the pluck of this
lady, who, notwithstanding all that she had been through, had chosen to appear
this evening rather than break her engagement.
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