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A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. He looked at his friend. It had been a trying day. "But first let us secure Sheppard.
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