’ Gerald frowned in an effort of memory, and then laughed as he recalled one of the lies she had invented for his benefit. She came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness.
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