He could lose himself for hours at a time. " The lad made no answer, but left the room. His tongue was more ready, his wit more keen than usual. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. She let him have it all, as it was, after all, for the last time. ‘Oh, Lord,’ muttered Gerald, going instantly to her aid. ’ He frowned again. 1.
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