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“You do not deny that you are my wife,” he asked hoarsely. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I
hated the man. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in
her hands, rocking back and forth. When she was quite sure that he was gone she took her
sister’s note from the mantelpiece and slowly broke the seal. But anything is better than this. The features
were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow
below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun?
Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of
energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald
made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. Lucy paced outside of
the stone bricked room until her mother began to scream. "
"That's well. ‘Else she would not have married
that ne’er-do-well only because Jarvis proposed him to her.
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