Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. "Is it a bargain?" "Take half of my estate—take all—my life, if you will—I am weary of it!" cried Trenchard passionately. “Hotel Ritz,” he said mechanically to the coachman. Her mind wandered back to that fateful day. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. However, not a moment is to be lost. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned.
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