One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. ’ Her breath tightened and she was obliged to control an inner ferocity. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain. ’ Gerald eyed her. ” “You have not answered my question,” he reminded her.
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