. Farewell. ’ Gerald was staring at her, an arrested expression on his face. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror. Come in! Come in, do. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. That was something in his favour. “Certainly.
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