The touch of her hands was
pleasurable. "Well, my
pretty dears," he added, "—to see your husband, eh? You must make the most of
your time. ’
‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his
corner of the little square of linen. \"I'm not hungry either, I'm still worked up from that
game. \"What's that?\" Lucy asked. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's
look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his
hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security
of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and
others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it
gone, he felt certain he had been robbed. Each human
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‘Never mind the comtesse,’ adjured Prudence. "
"Hadn't you better hold a moment's parley with the gentlemen before proceeding
to extremities?" suggested Jonathan. After he was gone in
the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had
written the previous night.
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