’ ‘You’re going to break into the house? You’re mad. ‘I have first some affairs to finish. “What ought you to do?” He began to produce his knowledge of the world for her benefit, jerkily and allusively, and with a strong, rank flavor of “savoir faire. " "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. ’ ‘Ah, but there’s the little matter of your presence here,’ said Gerald on a note of apology. I love my husband. ‘Maybe not,’ Gerald conceded, ‘but I’m damned if I herald my approach with a lot of unnecessary blundering about in the dark. CHAPTER XXVI. We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage.
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