“Your brother has gone?” she asked Sydney, between the courses. ’ ‘Damnation!’ Gerald burst out, crossing towards her. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face. The door to the room in question was closed. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior permission in writing of the author. I have made up my mind to insist upon moving from here into Park Lane, or one of the Squares. There's something queer about that young man; but we'll never be able to find out what it is.
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