There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. " "You trusted too much to your own skill, Jack," rejoined Thames. "Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible asylum. ‘Ah, no,’ Gerald uttered at once, lowering his voice and infusing it with all the promise he could command.
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