She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. "Your mother is dead," interposed Wild, scowling. . ‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. Don’t think I can’t sympathize and understand. 266 She peered up at him. "Tomorrow I shall have a visitor. It is useless to trace out her miserable career; though I can easily do so if you require it. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars.
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