“Mary!” He whispered loudly. A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. "Oho!" he said. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. . Why else?’ Gerald stared at her blankly. ’ ‘Do you care to test that theory?’ Gerald suggested easily. With this person—who was no other than Mr. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic.
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