I thought that you were he. “Don’t!” cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her. Ann Veronica’s tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes upon him, wondering what it might be that impended. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote— would be very happy to have. Understand me. Determined, however, to conquer the feeling as soon as possible, Wood had given orders to have the evening meal served there; but, notwithstanding all his good resolutions upon his first entrance, he had much ado to maintain his self-command. ‘Of course not,’ snapped his friend. Spurling, who did not dare to exhibit her satisfaction otherwise than by privately pinching the arm of her expected husband.
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