It’s odd how little I know of him, and of how he feels and what he feels. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. 1. At length, the train approached St.
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