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The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the
veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Everybody, he felt, must be listening behind their
papers. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time
the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would
sit down at the piano and play. He hugged her when he
saw her in the hallway. “What are we going to do?” said Capes, with his eyes on the broad distances
beyond the ribbon of the river. “It is just six o’clock now. ‘But you said—’
Gerald tutted. “You must be the Miss Pellissier of whom David has told me so much,” he said,
shyly. "
"Well, rather than you should commit so great a crime, Captain, here it is,"
replied Quilt, handing him the garment in question. It did not shock her; it amazed her,
interested her beyond measure. But it's an odd case. Didn't understand me when I
said she would be compromised! He won't be able to leave his bed under four
weeks; and she said she hadn't much money. “And even then—”
The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. "Take me, then," replied the widow. \"He's had a crush on you for a while.
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