‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. They even threatened to cut the traces and take off the wheels from the carriage. I should have gone mad without it. "I can," replied Trenchard. She was recalling the circumstances under which she had engaged herself to Manning, and trying to understand a curious development of the quality of this relationship. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. You are more in my power than I am in yours. He has taken more than one step towards the gallows already.
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