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\" She whispered back. Come on. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. The terrific mental tension of the past few months —that had held his bodily nourishment in a kind of strangulation—became as a dream; and now his vitals responded rapidly to food and air. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. " "I am sorry.
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