’ ‘Why should Gérard care?’ sneered Gosse. ‘You won’t get a thing out of her. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. It’s—it’s a serious prohibition. She had not noticed such beauty in many years, and it almost caused her to weep. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees.
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