He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. At times he seemed to be claiming pity from her; at times he was threatening her with her check and exposure; at times he was boasting of his inflexible will, and how, in the end, he always got what he wanted. He would be so disappointed. Easy enough to look as if one rides away. ‘Now then,’ said the captain sternly, ‘I’m not going to ask you what you’re doing here. The easel and palette having been packed up, and the canvass carefully removed by Austin, the party took leave of the prisoner, who was so much abstracted that he scarcely noticed their departure. ’ Gerald looked round. He was apt to play so many games, she was afraid she might have misunderstood. .
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