You care for me a little, I know. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. The man’s statement was explicit, and spoken with confidence. ’ You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. ” “Perhaps I don’t. ‘He told me everything, if you mean Gerald.
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