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Gerald hissed in a doubtful breath. ‘Aye, that she was. Something that is born
anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. “I dare not,” she answered. ”
She could not go on, for she was laughing and crying at the same time. Three times he uttered a phrase:
"A djinn in a blue-serge coat!"
And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in
damnation. “We’re in for it. However, no one had discovered me, so I contrived
to drag myself to my horse. I swore to hang you two years ago, but I deferred my purpose. . "Not a single whooper-upter! Nothing but torment and remorse …
and Ruth! Children, put your arms around me. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please.
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