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"My fate will soon be decided now," Gerald said. "Will she wear a white flower or not?" "I am pretty sure that she will," Geoffrey said. "She would not have started and coloured when she recognized your voice if she did not love you. I do not think you need be under much uneasiness on that score." In half an hour the ladies again came along, followed as before by their servants.

This was a result, however, that he could scarcely comprehend. That she might fret and pine for a few months or so was the worst he could calculate upon, and of course he took it for granted, that the moment her affection for one was effaced, another might step in, without any great risk of disappointment. "Well, Gerald," said his wife, "what did Ganger Clinton want with you?"

"Gerald," exclaimed his uncle, with a ring of gladness in his voice, all the more that it was plain that the rower was indeed Gerald, and he began to hail those on shore, while Fergus's head rose up from the bottom of the boat. In a few moments they were close to the quay, and the little sodden mass that purported to be Fergus was calling out "Aunt Jane! Oh, I've lost such a bit of aralia.

"Nay, dear one," he said, "such dens are not for you to visit. You must not go to them again." She was sitting on a low seat before him, and she leaned forward, the black hood falling back, framing her face and making it look white. "None else dare go," she said; "none else dare go, Gerald.

He was a brother of Sir Gerald Dease, and a man very much liked. It was during this election that I was fired at one night at Aghadoe, returning from Puck Fair at Killorghin.

Presently, after that, he sat up, and said, brushing it all aside, "We're facing the old moat, aren't we? There's an interesting bit of tradition about it that I must tell you." And there you were, Cary thought: no matter how much Gerald might be suffering from his misfortune, he must carry on just the same, and see that his visitor had a pleasant time.

Some few, it is true, of that kind class who love family mysteries, and will not easily forego the notion of a brother's guilt for that of a mere vulgar housebreaker, still shook their heads and talked of Gerald; but the suspicion was vague and partial, and it was only in the close gossip of private circles that it was audibly vented.

"Oh, Jerry darling," said Sally, as he reached the table, "I'm so sorry. I've just been hearing about it." Gerald sat down. His appearance fulfilled the promise of his voice over the telephone. A sort of nervous dullness wrapped him about like a garment. "It's just my luck," he said gloomily. "It's the kind of thing that couldn't happen to anyone but me. Damned fools!

"Give me the pistol," she whispered; "I know that it is ready for use, as I saw the lieutenant loading it this afternoon." "Do you think he suspected anything?" asked Gerald. "That was no sign of his doing so," answered Norah; "he has frequently withdrawn the charges and reloaded his pistols since he came on board."

On the day of making a scene because she was to receive a dog from Hunt he had set to work to find one for her himself, the prior possession of which would make it natural to decline Charlie's, if, as Gerald doubted, Charlie's offer had been anything more than facile compliment.