Daughters were not like sons. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. The child fell within a short distance of Darrell, who, hearing the splash, struck out in that direction, and caught it before it sank. Wood, reproachfully, as they returned to the parlour. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt. “Well,” he said, argumentatively, “it IS. ” She replied. CHAPTER X. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. I have unfinished business. I have pleaded with her—no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain.
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