She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. Hilary could not have suggested such a thing. The picturesque scoundrel had the true gift; and Spurlock was filled with pity at the thought of such genius gone to pot. We shall never have an heir, you and I! My family is crumbling; all of my brothers are dead.
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