When he was up and about, the idea of
flight would return. What hotel should she go to? If she told a
cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might
drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she
required. Meanwhile, the excitement of the chase had in some degree subsided. She had lost it. It is to take place to-night. To his relief, she nodded. "
He did not pause to consider how she had learned that he had imagination; he
comprehended only the direct challenge. ’
Chapter Ten
‘I am come on a mission of some delicacy, ma’am,’ Gerald said calmly to the old
lady. He fell back upon the pillows with a little
moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone,
the result of his innate fear of public speaking.
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