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Most of them didn’t, anyhow. "Perhaps he means well. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. ’ ‘Nonsense, it’ll give Pottiswick something genuine to complain about,’ said Gerald cheerfully, moving to the edge of the trees. A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. . He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. Adieu! my charmer. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed.
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