She looked at him mournfully. The fascination of the idea of throwing himself upon his knees and crying out all that was in his heart! As his eyes began to focus objects, he saw one of her arms extended upon the counterpane, in his direction, the hand clenched tightly. But ——” A look checked him. She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets. Nothing but the publicity of the place and the recollection of that terrible constituency kept him from attempting some perfectly respectful but unmistakable evidence of his sympathy. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal. ’ ‘Gérard,’ she said, giving the French version with a soft “g” and not quite managing the “l”. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. My honor has been in my scientific work and public discussion and the things I write. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip.
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