She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. She hoped desperately that Mrs. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. She leaned a little towards him. ’ ‘Gammon!’ burst from the captain, who had just tossed off a glass of Madeira. But did Gerald trouble himself about her? No. " Together they were making habitable the second bungalow, which was within calling distance of McClintock's. She twisted her fingers tightly. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may even now have got scent of me. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat.
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