CHAPTER IX. ‘Talk to me another time. ” “I have a clue, at any rate,” he remarked, smiling. I should think, Anna, that your own sense—er—of propriety would enable you to see this. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. ’ Gerald cast a swift look up the corridor, but there was no one there, not even a shadow. ‘Only you made me lose my temper, and—’ ‘I made you do so? Pah!’ Gerald at last succeeded in ripping the handkerchief from her grasp, and swiftly held it to her neck, oblivious to her now bloodied fingers clawing at his hand. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. It heralded you, promised you. "Let me see the earth thrown over her," implored Jack; "and take me where you please.
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