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"Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. ‘You wish to tell me something? Parbleu, I have nearly forgot once more. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. ‘How do you know?’ ‘Exactly,’ pounced Roding bitterly. He trembled, not from any superstitious dread, but from an undefined sense of approaching danger. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. And mind you don't arouse his suspicions. She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. "It's strange the antipathy he bears to Sheppard. There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. ’ That arrested her. ’ ‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. “We were bound to do this when you kissed me,” she sobbed through her tears.
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