'Mrs. “By Jove!” he
broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. It’s just hard to keep things from her. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and
found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a
couple of farming-men. I know what I am talking about. They took their places at a distant table. Happy Birthday,
then. "
Still his brain refused to assimilate the news or to deduce the tremendous
importance of it. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. He seemed to possess infinite reserves of patience
when she refused him or purposely tried to bait and anger
him, but his patience only made him seem more sinister. "
"Didn't the natives have a name for you?"
She blushed.
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