Kneebone took his leave. To-morrow I'll wire Cook's and the American Express in Hong-Kong to see if there is any mail. Which were perfectly true, as Gerald was aware. I was his wife. "I am glad you think that," she replied. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. He hated horizons.
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