’ Gerald suppressed a grin. ” “I had some unexpected business,” Courtlaw answered shortly. I meant mischief. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. Though within the last two days he had committed several heinous offences, and one of a darker dye than any with which the reader has been made acquainted, his breast was not yet so callous as to be wholly insensible to the stings of conscience. She shivered, more due to his presence than the changing weather. My dear—I can call you that here, anyhow—I know that. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years.
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