"Certainly not," replied Gay. She walked with an easy quickness down the Avenue and through the proletarian portion of Morningside Park, and crossing these fields came into a pretty overhung lane that led toward Caddington and the Downs. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. "I have something further to tell you," pursued Winifred. "You will not make it valueless in my eyes," he added, catching her in his arms, and pressing her to his breast. ‘To what do you go, mademoiselle? The life of a nun in a convent, in a country where nuns are unwelcome. She romanticized, imagining a life on the High Seas. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. “Mr.
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