"I can readily see," he said, "why you'll always be as poor as a church mouse. There’s the internal factor as well as the external. She shot a sudden glance at him. The night was now profoundly dark. However, I'll make a last effort to save the poor little creature, if it costs me my life. But they did what they could for her. Once more he was the searcher. If I’m late again I’ll have to serve another detention!” She excused herself, hoping it was not too obvious she was running away. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. ’ ‘What?’ Appalled, Gerald could only gaze at her.
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