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’ Gerald’s eyes never left the girl. “Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed some things. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether her aunt was dead or alive. " "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. Your father is very angry, and will not have her name mentioned in his hearing. ” “But Hainault—was—a pal. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries. Wonderful! The water, dripping from you, must have looked like pearls. ” “But waive that point. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. There you will be, in an inner temple.
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