I must bless him before I die. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. . . ’ She sipped at the liquid in her glass, but her eyes remained fixed, rather unnervingly, on Gerald. The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any communication by words with him. “Very likely. “The fact of it is, and this absurd project of yours only brings it to a head, you have begun to get hold of some very queer ideas about what a young lady in your position may or may not venture to do.
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