Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. He was almost paralyzed with nervousness and desire. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better.
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