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It was a fetching gown that stretched tightly in a cream colored swath over her breasts and expanded to a full skirt with a petticoat. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night. Gosse sneered. Plote was sleeping or deaf. "There he is!" "I fear not," said her father, with a doubtful shake of the head. The door was fastened by a catch and a latch with an inside key, to which at night a chain and two bolts were added. "I wonder," said Ruth. " "You are mocking me, Rowland. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. Parbleu, but what grandfathers I have!’ It was stalemate, Gerald thought, irrepressible amusement leaping into his chest. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. “You are a funny, a very funny young lady,” he said, “but we waste time here.

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