She would wake in the night to repeat her bitter cry: “Oh, why did I burn those notes?” It added greatly to the annoyance of the situation that she had twice seen Ramage in the Avenue since her return to the shelter of her father’s roof. "Where is my mother?" he added, regarding the knight with a searching glance. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. So the young fool had not told her! McClintock had suspected as much. . Marriage was a taboo subject between them. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. He began to talk again in quick undertones that she could not clearly hear.
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