’ ‘Entertained, he says!’ ‘Intrigued, then,’ amended Gerald equably, although truth to tell he was enjoying the mystery enormously. " Still his brain refused to assimilate the news or to deduce the tremendous importance of it. She leaned back in the cab with half-closed eyes. You might tell the truth to some men, but never to him. She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead. Both had very singular faces; very odd wigs, very much pulled over their brows; and very large cravats, very much raised above their chins. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. She found presently she was out of the dock and confronted with the alternative of being bound over in one surety for the sum of forty pounds— whatever that might mean or a month’s imprisonment. The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind. She moved a little nearer to him.
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