Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. "That's odd. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. "I suspect our friend has thought better of it, and won't come," he remarked. ‘Not entirely English then. Just an idea of mine. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained. She simply refuses to see or hear from me again. She has had offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her instance, suitors are seldom wanting. I'm nearly nabbing you.
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