“Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. He had set out to win her, and she had let him start. ’ ‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly. ’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement.
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