" "And you expect me to believe you after what has passed?" "I do; and, more than that, I expect you to thank me. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. His statement was treated with derision. I suppose I believe in God. Prudence? Mr Remenham’s sister that was. . God gives us an equal chance; but we make ourselves. "Leave me, Sir; I insist. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible. ‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. She looked down tassels of his shiny shoes with a scowl. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen.
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