‘Ah, yes? To what do I pretend?’ ‘That,’ Gerald said regretfully, ‘I have not yet been able to fathom. " "No; I'm quite sure she said they're for you," replied Winifred; "but she does want to see father. ” “How?” “Well—a little clumsily. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. “I’m being honest with you. It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. I've seen him often do it. Neither of them believed me. There were mysterious rustlings that made him glance hopefully toward the sea.
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