She knew that her voice was superior to Annabel’s, and she had no further qualms. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Gerald, shocked. Because of the thought of love and companionship? No. She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. It would put the whole adventure on a broader and better footing; it seemed, indeed, almost the only possible way in which she might emerge from her rebellion with anything like success. "Then we're imprisoned.
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