‘You are, I think, a gentleman, no?’ Gerald bowed. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table. Wild allowed you to have your fine clothes again, or you might have been taken in a still more disgraceful garb. She bolted awake in the large bed which was awash in a sea of silks, furs, and red curtains. On the envelope was written— Sydney Courtlaw, Esq.
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