"The danger's past," whispered Bess. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. ‘You knew her well, Miss Mary?’ Mrs Ibstock turned at the window. He was in misery; he was paying for last night's debauch. She has given herself up to social work. Where was the expected message from this captain, who had promised to send her word at the instant Gerald returned to town. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes.
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