’
‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. ‘All this
gadding about. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth
—a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. Well-born, welleducated; those are the lads that pay in full. Then came the
shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there
would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering
down upon her again. What would happen when next
morning she returned to Morningside Park?
He couldn’t turn her out of doors. ’
Upon which, she darted through the library door, galvanising both the sergeant
and his two militiamen into action. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing
upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. “Where were you?”
He inquired, rubbing her
shoulders. The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and
Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. \"
She knew he was blushing in the dark.
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