‘Ah, no,’ Gerald uttered at once, lowering his voice and infusing it with all the promise he could command. She would have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of the incidents. Neither did his interest,—which was by no means inconsiderable,—nor his general popularity, procure him the preferment he desired. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine.
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