The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in
some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. ‘I haven’t been so much entertained
since I left the Army. A moment afterwards, the door was
closed and bolted, and the carpenter found himself alone. ’
‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently
as much as you please. ‘You wish a reason for jealousy? Eh bien, you may have it. He found himself thinking up all the
psychology which he had ever read. Before midnight, your nephew shall
be safe beneath the hatches of the Zeeslang. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow
she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too
good to be true.
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