’ ‘Ah, but there’s the little matter of your presence here,’ said Gerald on a note of apology. The latter walked carelessly towards the hatch, and leaning his back against the place whence the spike had been removed, so as completely to hide it, continued smoking his pipe as coolly as if nothing had happened. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. Then the distant relationship to Miss Stanley gave them a slight but pleasant sense of proprietorship in the girl. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. And now she was discovering that even Nature was something of a liar, with her mirages and her horizons. ‘Good God!’ uttered Roding. The dog-fox cannot be far off, since the cub is found. "Hear me, Sir Rowland!" he cried.
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