Cursing under his breath, Gerald moved swiftly across and dragged her away. Besides, my husband has shares in Sir John’s company. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. A wild passion of shame and self-disgust swept over her. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. He rather liked the "sir"; it signified both gratefulness and the chastened spirit. “You see, her sister is married to Ferringhall, isn’t she? and she herself must be drawing no end of a good screw here. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window.
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