Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. " "What is it?" "That you give 'em to me. “Please stay,” she said briefly. She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. Supposing they find you and take you away?—and she unprepared? Have you thought of that? Why did you marry her?" "God alone knows!" "And you don't love her! What kind of a woman do you want, anyhow?"—with rising anger. ’ The smile vanished. It wasn’t. 54 \"Yes?\" \"No one says 'Oh my word' anymore. . ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. CHAPTER VII.
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