“I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. I felt suddenly I understood you—as an intelligent person. The Times slipped from his fingers. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. ’ She tried to shake his hands off her wrists, but Gerald held them fast and tutted at her. I don’t see what you can have to say. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. In his condition the boy apparently had been as safe as in the lock-up.
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