She made no attempt to answer her sister’s question. He's as nice and civil-spoken a gentleman as need be; by the same token," she added, in an under tone, "that he gave me a span new crown piece. Parbleu, but she was a fool. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. ‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter.
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