I tell you what, Mr. Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they soon reached the building. He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. The life with which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. Muffling up his face, Jack turned away; but he had not proceeded many steps when he heard a man reading aloud an account of his escapes from a newspaper. ’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. The house was invisible from the road, and yet enormous once within view. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago.
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