“Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. Hours were spent in preparation for the event. Just now the waterchestnuts…. But whenever the storm grew dangerous, either McClintock or Spurlock broke into saving laughter. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. Thames did not attempt to offer him any consolation, for he was almost as much dejected. “You had only to ask——” “Do you think,” Anna interrupted, with a note of passion trembling also in her tone, “that I would have taken alms from Sir John, the man to whom I had lied for your sake.
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