In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. Would it be Thérèse?’ She shook her head. . Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. ‘Oh my God,’ uttered Gerald in some dismay. You don’t understand, Lucy, they just aren’t like that. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely.
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