Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. May I do so to-day?” “It’s your gate,” she said, amiably; “you got it first. On beholding the intruders, his fears changed to exultation, and he uttered a roar of satisfaction as he glared at them, which could only be likened to the cry of some savage denizen of the plains. "My name is Darrell," said the fugitive hastily. He looked fiercely and inquiringly from one to the other of his companions; but, though both of them were excessively frightened, neither appeared guilty. An Englishwoman. Of course, one doesn’t like to talk about things until there are things to talk about.
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