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‘Ain’t my place,
I know that. ’
Mrs Sindlesham sighed deeply. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms,
and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their
owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left. ”
The maid discreetly withdrew, and Anna stood transfixed, gazing with puzzled
frown at her sister. Gerald, meanwhile, was off hunting up these lawyers, together with
your son, ma’am—’ turning to Mrs Sindlesham ‘—and you know the outcome of
that. Yes, of course. ’
His face changed, all the humour and tenderness leaving it in an instant. ‘You’re as mad as she is, Gerald. ”
“But—”
“He left her alone. So they fenced
with smiles. She did not therefore reveal
to him that he had guaged her with accuracy. The light would betray us. "I didn't carry
you off from old Wood to kill you, but to wed you. Gerald’s gaze bored into
hers.
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