‘To see Charvill. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course. Gerald’s task was to stop him from doing so. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the wind veered slightly. I’d need to be out of my senses. At last—I told a story. “I am only sorry that I did not ask you to go with me. ” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you.
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