If you know
her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’
‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his
plate. To make sure work of it, I'll
superintend the job myself. Jack's friends were allowed to visit him,; but as he had openly avowed
his intention of attempting an escape, their proceedings were narrowly watched. "What's the matter?" he cried. I think that there is no better friend
for a girl than a man rather older than herself.
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