They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. ’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. Her father for fifteen years, and you now for the rest of her life! Tell her you're a thief. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. You cannot refuse me this.
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