Gerald kicked the panelled wall in frustration. She dropped the manuscripts and swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose. He might have supposed the fellow would be eager to be rid of the tale, for that he might have longer to enjoy the amenities of the Triumphal Chariot where the meeting had been appointed. But he afterwards acted upon the suggestion. She gave tongue to the most urgent of her plaints. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. "How do you know he has any rights to be restored to?" returned Jackson, with a grin. He looked half at her and half at the sky. Well, come back in half an hour. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. The world is like a peppery horse. CHAPTER VIII.
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