’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. ” His voice conveyed studied moderation. "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. " "A promise to my mother?" said Winifred, unsuspiciously. I suspect he has a bit of vanity. May I do so to-day?” “It’s your gate,” she said, amiably; “you got it first. "It is not too late to repair the wrong I have done my nephew," cried Trenchard. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. . I wonder how it is,” she added, “that boys always make love so impertinently.
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