”
They went on for a time without another word. ”
“That is another French custom,” he remarked, “which is not so agreeable. Have you done the
trick at Dollis Hill?—brought off the swag—eh?"
"No," answered Jack, flinging himself sullenly into a chair, "I've not. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps
and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in
and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from
the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or
embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. ‘Ah, now I may see what damage Gérard has done to me,’ she muttered,
crossing to the table and putting her hand to the sore place at her neck. "
And, with a few magical touches, he stamped the fleeting expression on the
canvass. "I love her already. “Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath.
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