Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ Martha begged. ‘Did you see the man?’ Gerald asked. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face. No tricks would serve.
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