. ’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light. " "Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The Dawn Pearl!" McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. The feeling of last days grew stronger with her as their number diminished. With one or two exceptions, there were no pews; and, as the intercourse with London was then but slight, the seats were occupied almost exclusively by the villagers. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again. It may bring us together again. She spent the morning up to ten in writing a series of unsuccessful letters to Ramage, which she tore up unfinished; and finally she desisted and put on her jacket and went out into the lamp-lit obscurity and slimy streets. Gerald watched her perambulations in silence, his heart wrung. He felt no pain from this cowardly kick.
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