The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. The room in which this interview took place had a sordid and miserable look. ‘Ah, yes? To what do I pretend?’ ‘That,’ Gerald said regretfully, ‘I have not yet been able to fathom.
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