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Warm reality was now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his eye. Not much. ’ ‘That’s just it,’ said Joan Ibstock shamefacedly. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. ” “Miss Ellicot! That old cat!” Sydney exclaimed indignantly. ’ Even as they watched, a shadow passed across one of the apertures. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers.

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