It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right. “And if I were you I would keep away from the fire. ” He was a little uneasy. She knew the truth of it all right. ’ ‘No. \"Do you mind if I call Cathy and Larry from here? I want to leave a message that I'll be out tonight. "'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. Just a friendly polite suggestion. Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. The swelling in his limbs had also subsided. To his relief, she nodded. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins.
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