And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. Do I blow off the head of a man with whom I am in love?’ ‘That,’ said Gerald, disengaging his hand and at last drawing her into his arms, ‘deserves a reward. She opened one and found herself in a large untidy room set with chairs that were a little disarranged as if by an overnight meeting. She bent down. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side.
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