’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. CHAPTER XII. May I ask the nature of your interest in her?” He hesitated. “I am in love with you. The day before this examination was appointed to take place—the third of the prisoner's detention—an old man, respectably dressed, requested permission to see him. So I dare say I was christened Jack.
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