. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. And now for the fawney— the ring I mean. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. ’ ‘I didn’t say I did not enjoy it,’ Gerald protested. It was decrepit and too large.
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