’ ‘Oh, she’ll be safe enough, Gerald. ’ ‘It’s too late for that,’ Gerald told her evenly. This time she feinted as his point came up to deflect her own, and disengaging, passed under and cut at his cheek. \" She said. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. My agent is here, and he has brought his contract for me to sign. ’ ‘On the contrary. ’ ‘And if she can’t?’ asked Lucy. Don’t try. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. We have seen great and sober-minded men come to this unholy city, and become degenerates. CHAPTER VIII. “Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated. And then: “Of course! Always.
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