CHAPTER XVII. It’s a sort of blacklegging to want to have a life of one’s own. ’ ‘You mean I need not have said it? Damnation. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. He watched her constantly, trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her like a human cage. I will never consent till I see him. As usual the substantive sister—Prudence—did all the talking for the pair; Angelina, the shadow, offered only her submitting nods. ’ ‘When you begin to tell the truth,’ Gerald told her severely, ‘I shall be happy to believe you. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. "Take it," cried Wood, holding the infant towards her; "take it, and fly.
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