Though Gerald must suppose it was inevitable she should eventually come here. She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any manner a hypocrite. “You are not boring me,” she said, “but I would rather talk of something else. She would rend him limb from limb like a fiend if only she could move. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property (trademark/copyright) agreement. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit.
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