’ ‘Oh, don’t you?’ Gerald said grimly. Her cheeks were aflame. Loose the wherry, and stand to your oars—quick—quick!" These commands were promptly obeyed. With a well-simulated unconcern and a heightened color she finished her breakfast. ‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you. My trouble is with your sister. Don't build your hopes too high; but I will do what I can.
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