‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. ‘Jacques!’ He stopped, but he did not turn. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air. There was no answer, just grunting, so she repeated the question in Latin, then in Greek, to which Rhea responded. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did not approve. Courtlaw—Lady Mackinnor.
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