“Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. He hung round those broad waters from noon until three and realized that he had embarked upon a wild-goose chase. She reached the station, and mingling with a crowd of excursionists who had come from the river on the other side, took her place in the train unnoticed. ’ ‘Because I like you, of course,’ Gerald said promptly. She took up the poker and stirred the fire vigorously. If he stayed in the basement apartment as was his usual habit, she would have no problem. There was a flash and a loud report. “There were some Hampshire Pellissiers. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. “It’s—it’s a difficult question. Prudence. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl.
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