By and by he ventured to peer into this window. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. "Where am I to take it to?" asked Sheppard. " "Are you a real nurse?" "Yes. This isn't your island, child; it's the great world. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. She is, in her way, a dear. Langley is getting up, and coming this way. So many things she saw that her interest stumbled rather than leaped from object to object. You’re dealing with me now, not Gerald. “Now,” he said, “no one can blunder in upon us.
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