” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. I wouldn't have him see me in this state for the world. ’ ‘What?’ uttered Gerald, startled. A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. She entered the room in the shadows. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask.
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