There was a gentle rustling of skirts. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together
for a moment. Look at me. His appearance excited the
greatest astonishment and consternation amid the group. A bobbing lantern,
crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. You have
made enough sacrifices for her surely without this. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. . “No, don’t interrupt me. "
Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and,
looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be
hanged!"
"Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin. ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’
‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her
heartbeat quicken.
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