" CHAPTER IV. 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. ruin you. Just this? Parbleu, did he think this was enough? She did not wish to marry him—at least, not just because he was an Englishman. She felt she had to go on. "He's safe enough, I assure you. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. I am not prying for my own amusement. "I am quite easy now; receive my blessing, my dear son; and if we never meet again, rest assured my last prayer shall be for you. “I regret that you should ever have proposed it,” he went on. “We will do Paris like the tourists, and thank God here comes dinner. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely. ’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon.
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