‘But I don’t trust you an inch. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. ’ The sword was released to slide back into its scabbard. “Nothing so base. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and played the pieces.
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