She was gone. The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. Gerald guessed she was biting her tongue on an explosive retort as she eyed him. ” “And our destinations also, it seems,” she added, smiling. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own. ‘I’m taking you to Gerald, my girl. And yet the secondary emotion was one of suspicion. I took the money myself, and ought to know. I have been stupid and foolish.
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