‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. Or shall I ask Colonel Anson for a few hints?” “For Heaven’s sake no,” she declared. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. Last night there had been no time. She would ignore him. "Well, he's a pretty fellow at all events," observed Mrs. " "That I'll engage not to do.
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