The truth was impossible, indecent. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. ’ Gerald tutted. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. " "What!" she exclaimed, staring eagerly in his face. Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized ease and grace. Nothing, in short, portable or valuable was left.
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