"But trifle with mo no longer. ‘What, is Nicholas dead?’ He saw the two of them exchange glances and an instinct of danger rose up. For an instant, Gerald wished the rest of the world away that he might go to her and administer appropriate comfort. We shall have a reg'lar squall afore we gets across. But that did not stop Trodger, who had ridden up from Kent for the purpose, from detailing every little inspection and sortie that his men had made in their allotted task of watching Remenham House. Assured, if he remained much longer where he was, he would inevitably perish, Wood recommended himself to the protection of Heaven, and began his perilous course. ’ Gerald smiled. “We were bound to do this when you kissed me,” she sobbed through her tears. “Always planning for death.
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