’ ‘I didn’t bring him,’ Gerald returned swiftly. ’ A trifle discomposed at being caught examining his surroundings, Gerald was provoked into retort. “It spreads like wildfire. " "Take it back yourself," retorted Jack, sullenly. Certainly you have a reason. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. ’ ‘Je m’en moque. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face. More often then not he refused to reveal specifics of his own past in Greece and Rome, choosing to relate fables and stories of an impersonal nature. I keep on thinking of you. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent.
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