And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. " "Loves!" echoed Winifred, slightly colouring. The others hurried to the window. Past her shot the little old lady in the bonnet, running incredibly fast, but otherwise still alertly respectable, and she was making a strange threatening sound as she ran, such as one would use in driving ducks out of a garden—“B-rr-r-r-r—!” and pawing with black-gloved hands. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. The rest was easy. Gerald’s gaze bored into hers.
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