" "It is past," rejoined Lady Trafford, recovering herself by a powerful effort; "but never allude to the circumstance again. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. “What made you think” he said, abruptly, with the gleam of avidity in his face, “that love makes people happy?” “I know it must. ‘I, on the other hand, want to help you to marry this Englishman. Very good. “I don’t mind, of course, your seeing her sometimes, still there are differences— differences in social atmospheres. ” “Coffee! Bah!” The newcomer picked her way across the floor with daintily uplifted skirts, and subsided into a deck chair of stretched canvas. “This ain’t no place for you. And I suppose it is too much to expect that any entirely English young lady would be prepared to tolerate me for the remainder of my life. His friendship seemed a thing worth having.
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