Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. She interrupted. “Here goes,” he said. He was a man tout à fait capable, this Gerald. Be this as it may, Jonathan remained the victor; and shortly afterwards,—at the price of a third of his estate, it was whispered,—he procured Trenchard's liberation from confinement. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. . ‘Gérard!’ ‘Yes, it’s I,’ he said, and grinned. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob.
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