" "Oh Heavens!" cried Jack, driven to his wits' end. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. But this I cannot do. Mr. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. ’ ‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. ” He was not in the least surprised.
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