” “I’m sorry. ” He stroked her hand gently. Wood could give him no further information respecting Sir Rowland Trenchard than what he had obtained from Kneebone; but begged him to defer the further consideration of the line of conduct he meant to pursue until the morrow, when he hoped to have a plan to lay before him, of which he would approve. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned towards her. So the world is choked with waste and waiting daughters. "Why came she here?" "She could not resist the hand of fate which drew her hither," replied Sir Cecil, mournfully. He kissed her again.
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