’ ‘Oh, don’t you?’ Gerald said grimly. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. These interests her world promptly, through the agency of schoolmistresses, older school-mates, her aunt, and a number of other responsible and authoritative people, assured her she must on no account think about. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago? I told you my turn would come. Sheppard.
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