They decided quite audibly, “She’s an Old Dear, anyhow. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. “I was frightened then,” she declared. E. ’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light. What had shifted his casual interest was the visible prospect of a party of three who were coming down the packet gangplank. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. Anna was having tea by herself when she entered.
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