I haven't forgotten
her previous history. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great
admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. ’
There was a pause. The man had favoured him with
a brief nod, but the girl had gone so far as to offer a tiny smile, and a look under
her lashes with which not even Gerald, for all his scant interest in female society,
could fail to be familiar. He looked at her for a moment in a puzzled sort of way. Remote little Ann Veronica! She would never know the heart of that child
again! That child had loved fairy princes with velvet suits and golden locks, and
she was in love with a real man named Capes, with little gleams of gold on his
cheek and a pleasant voice and firm and shapely hands. But I know a little place where we’ll get a little quiet talk. The only safe place for him is at sea; and if he had kept
to the sea, I shouldn't have found him so easily. Greece was a different place. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured
meaningless phrases to soothe.
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