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🎮 Mrs. Gereth watched Fleda and considered. "You haven't any idea if they are waiting for the things?" Fleda, to postpone answering, looked round, while she drank it, at the beautiful room. "I don't in the least like, you know, your having taken so much. It was a great shock to me, on my arrival here, to find you had done so."!

🏆 "I'm not talking of disgust; I'm talking of its opposite," said Mrs. Gereth. "By Jove, I did—for you! It was only for you."!

🔥 Download 55ace login She spoke with decision, but Owen seemed still unsatisfied. "You won't go away, I hope?" "He recognized rot! You know what I think of him." Fleda knew; she had no wish to challenge a fresh statement. Mrs. Gereth made one—it was her sole, faint flicker of passion—to the extent of declaring that he was too abjectly weak to deserve the name of a man. For all Fleda cared!—it was his weakness she loved in him. "He took strange ways of pleasing you!" her friend went on. "There was no obligation till suddenly, the other day, the situation changed."!🔥