uk
Cover Art by David Evans Bailey
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believe that he would bore me. His mother's scream seemed again to ring in his ears, and
he was so deeply affected that, fearful of exciting attention, he was about to quit
the sacred edifice, when he was stopped by the entrance of Thames, who looked
pale as death, with Winifred leaning on his arm. Perhaps some
one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek
with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’
‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at
the front. I must bless him before I
die.
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