It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. Your name. I want to tell every one. Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. Perhaps, after all, the others were right. He is the kind of man who would much prefer a little dust in his eyes. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. ] CHAPTER XI The second call energized her into action.
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