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Sheppard, with a faint smile and a doubtful shake of the head, as Wood drew her to a seat beside him, "for I've had my full share of misery. We were going at a mad pace. CHAPTER XIX. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. Your pursuers are below. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. Gerald grinned. ’ ‘What is all this about your proof?’ demanded Roding, diverted. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. It ceased to be the symbol of liberty and a remote and quite abstracted person, and became suddenly and very disagreeably the token of a large and portentous body visible and tangible. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. To-night she had a curious feeling that she stood upon the threshold of some change.

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