"My mother is avenged. Conscience was always digging sudden pits for his feet and common sense ridiculing his fears. I did not even know where to write and thank you. ’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. " She pursed her lips and uttered a whistle, piercingly shrill and high; and instantly she became the object of intense astonishment on the part of the other diners. But they were too late. “But I am your husband,” he said. I’m sorry. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. Glancing around his prison, he began to think it possible he might effect an escape from it. He worried me to marry him.
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