’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. Time enough to do so when she has her affairs settled—if she can settle them. I haven’t, anyhow. She rested her head upon his shoulder. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you. If I were Mr. ” She smiled at him. Hastening to the spot where he had tied his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware Road.
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