“Look, dear,” she said presently, “you can put the ten on the Jack. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. Where was the message? Where was Gerald? Until he came back, what was there for her to do? Eh bien, it made no sense to do anything. Will you please—Not now, or I must go.
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