Something in his tone pinched her heart. A buxom piece, who looked, Gerald decided, as if she would be more at home in an amorous engagement in a hayloft than sitting demurely in a ballroom. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her.
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