“It would have been rash and unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation. "You had better let me convey her to Dollis Hill," he said. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. " "Knock him on the head," thundered Sir Cecil, "or we shall have the watch upon us. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. He recognised this object at once. ’ ‘How can it be in dispute?’ frowned Mrs Sindlesham. ’ Obediently, Gerald rose and walked to the other end of the parlour. The chance had gone.
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