" "It is a diamond," said the lady, in an agony of distress,—"the child!" "A diamond! Here, take the kid," cried Blueskin, slipping the infant adroitly under her scarf. While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. She had become unashamed of her nudity, altogether unfocused on her appearance. No, don’t let me call myself that. Pile it on! But if you can hear the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. ’ ‘You are not on my side at all, and it will be better that, instead of saying such things to him, you would say them to yourself. Somehow I haven’t connected the idea with you. Her mind wandered back to that fateful day. ’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily.
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