It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. He was in a position to help her. As they kissed goodbye, she hoped that he felt the same reluctance to part. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. A. God send the fellow did turn out to be a spy! Beckoning Roding on, Gerald crept down the corridor towards the source of the swishing he had heard. Cheveney walked away with a shrug of the shoulders. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and short breath, and swoonings,—worse than ever she was before.
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