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Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. It was her distinctive test of an emotional state, its interference with a kindly normal digestion. She looked and felt like a fairy princess. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. ” He looked at her pleadingly. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. She drew her naked arms around herself. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715.
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