‘What in God’s
name do you think you’re playing at?’
‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. I am afraid because I love you, so that
the mere thought of failure hurts. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. I hate what I have to do to survive. Gay, the poet, who wrote the 'Captives,' which was lately acted at
Drury Lane, and was so much admired by the Princess of Wales. Darrell. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. ”
“Have I done something wrong? Should I take you
home?”
“No. "Your ladyship is far too unwell to travel," remarked the female attendant,
assisting her to rise; "you'll never be able to reach Manchester. . Life waits
for us. "There he
is!"
"I fear not," said her father, with a doubtful shake of the head. "They'll escape. org
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