“But I am your husband,” he said. A faint, delightfully humorous smile parted her lips. “I’m not the Devil. Panting with effort, she held her point menacingly at Gosse’s chest. Eggs were procured for her, and she sat out the subsequent emotions and eloquence with the dignity becoming an injured lady of good family. Was he really awake? The arrival and departure of this strange father lacked the essential human touch to make it real. She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table.
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