But she wished she could put the thing she had done in some way to them so that it would not hurt them so much as the truth would certainly do. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. Sir John stood upon the threshold. This is a noted place for highwaymen. ’ ‘Gérard,’ she said, giving the French version with a soft “g” and not quite managing the “l”. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her.
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