’ The lady stamped her foot. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. ‘Parbleu, how you make me talk!’ ‘Your secret is safe with me, I promise you,’ Gerald said reassuringly. Ann Veronica decided she would have to go on with Capes another day, and, looking up, discovered him sitting on a stool with his hands in his pockets and his head a little on one side, regarding her with a thoughtful expression. ’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. You see, my riddle is solved.
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