’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. If you choose to requite me by detaining me, you are at liberty to do so. Doubts began to rise up all about her, plucking at her confidence. ’ ‘Good. I go back about once a year. He figures them out, though. “Why not? They tell me that London is impossible till after ten, and I want my first impressions to be favourable. And yet the secondary emotion was one of suspicion. I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think that I know you, do I?” “I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be encouraging. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. ’ ‘I like that,’ Gerald protested. But they did what they could for her. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent.
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