Gerald raised his cockaded hat, and smiled. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. The theme was a masquerade. Salvation. ” She thanked him with a look and rose to her feet. Instead, she laughed, laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks. We are nuns. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. " "Ay, and there's my liver.
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