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"Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. He seemed to do ten things before she could think to do one, to leap upon her and take possession. She was no longer there. ’ ‘Indeed?’ Gerald said politely. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. “But—” The long inconsecutive conversation by that time was getting on her nerves. He tried to make love to me. There was also the daunting task of getting dressed. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room.
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