And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing slowly down her cheek. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. White?” she asked, laughing. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. ” “Believe me that I have answered you wisely,” she said, in a gentler tone, “wisely for you too, as well as myself. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct.
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