“Why should I bear the burden of your wickedness? Who knows what might come of it? I shall permit nothing of the sort. Gay, was a stout, good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd and sarcastic curl. ” “I may come a little way, then?” he begged. ‘That’s right, you bone idle do-nothings. ’ He sat up. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was afterwards lagged for shoplifting. Even if you didn’t know it. \" \"All right. “I SAY!” said Mr. ‘Ah, yes? To what do I pretend?’ ‘That,’ Gerald said regretfully, ‘I have not yet been able to fathom. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me. But I’m going to-day. D'ye hear. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other.
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