‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. ” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. ’ Jack gasped. He had little money about him, and unless friends come to his aid he must be treated as a pauper.
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