It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park. But did Gerald trouble himself about her? No. The future? He dared not speculate upon that. ’ Chapter Five ‘Now then, young Jack,’ Gerald said, turning to the lad, who was sitting in the place lately vacated by his self-appointed mistress, but in a state of far less relaxation. One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her.
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