CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. To-morrow he might be sorry; but to-day, this hour! She rose, not quickly, but with a dignity which only accentuated her beauty. Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again. She too had seen. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. There you will be, in an inner temple. A single glance served to show the thief-taker how matters stood. He had an air of having told her a deep, personal secret. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. ” Lucy said.
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