My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. I feel years younger, a man again. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. ‘And now, monsieur le major—’ ‘I will see you to the door,’ Gerald said, looking with interest at the building that his observant groom had told him housed a small collection of nuns. Only last night she saw me, and there was horror in her eyes. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. 5. Men had tried that before, but never until now had they been quick enough.
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