“—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. Lightheaded, she threw up in the courtyard of the Palazzo as servants crowded her in alarm. " "You need not," replied Jack, in a tone of the deepest compunction. ” She disengaged herself from him and went out of the room with a grave, preoccupied expression. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. And yet—I love you.
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