The latter looked very pale, either from
the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed
emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. You
know the sort of thing. Then a ride to London on horseback. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and
reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. That day Gerald had brought her to this
excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike
herself. How she had hated it!… All these
mumblings which were never explained, which carried no more sense to her
brain than they would have carried to Old Morgan's swearing parrot. They telephoned that you had absconded with ten
thousand, and that if I would make good the loss within twenty-four hours, they
would not prosecute.
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