‘Sindlesham? But Gerald has gone out of town to visit that very person. Pardon what I have said, Madam. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. Someday I'll take you down there and have them rig up the coconut dance for you. You never saw him before yesterday. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. " "Better eat these, even if you don't want them," she urged. She won’t be a problem from now on. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. ’ ‘Woof!’ uttered the sergeant, jumping back.
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