“She finds lying up so much very irksome. She is no longer mine; she is yours. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. They WERE, she realized, acutely beautiful things. I'll see her myself; and that's more than she bargained for, I'll be sworn. ‘What is this fate?’ ‘Un mariage of no distinction.
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