Her long incarceration at the convent in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. ’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. Do you know, I am beginning to believe that we only exist nowadays by the tolerance of these millionaire tradesmen. Opening her large black eyes, she fixed them upon him for a moment with a mixture of terror and loathing, and then averted her gaze. “Yes. "'Cos there's a gale a-getting up as'll perwent you, young freshwater," replied the tar. Just a friendly polite suggestion.
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