She felt she had to go on. ’ Mrs Sindlesham sighed deeply. "But you've done well to trust me. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. I wanted the magic of love. Tell me why you ran away from the convent. Brendon and Courtlaw who had been watching for her, met her at the door. He measured out the portion of another peg, the bottle wavering in his hand. ’ ‘So Charvill did tell him,’ Gerald said, once more staring into the hole in the wall.
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