Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. ‘Give me that!’ He took his finger away from her neck and made a grab at the handkerchief. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. Each was draped in transparent silk, dancing, beckoning to me, teasing me. None at all. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. I beg that you will consider me your friend. " "No.
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