’
‘Yes, but I’m afraid I am far too interested to stop mixing myself in your
affairs,’ Gerald said ruefully. ”
“Is it necessary to send for the police?” Anna asked. ‘Go you through the passage and find the other door. “You are afraid,” she said, “that the young man who thinks that he is my
husband has upset me. She entered and approached the bunk. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world
seeking forgetfulness. “Yes, John. Vitally,
she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had
written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. “Perhaps by this time you will have heard of the step I have taken in leaving
my home. "And there you're right, you may dipind, marm," observed Terence. But, go and see who it is,
love. It was not due to
shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she
must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male.
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