Who but you would have dreamed of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. She waited for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. “Everything very nice, I am sure,” Miss Stanley murmured to Capes as he steered her to a place upon the little sofa before the fire.
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