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I too, Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some misgiving. ‘On the contrary,’ Gerald argued, frowning. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. ’ ‘Yes, I know,’ Gerald put in with an irrepresssible chuckle. “You have changed somehow—and you certainly are less friendly. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. “Then either this man shot himself or some one else shot him immediately before your arrival—or rather if it was not himself the person who did it was in the room, say two minutes, before you arrived. " On quitting the Lodge, Wild repaired to his own habitation. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you. “I’m not nearly so sure as you. ’ ‘How do you know?’ Lucilla repeated, almost as sceptical as her intended spouse. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. They trudged along a little hungry, because of the fruitarian refreshments, and mentally very active.
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