You must forgive the poet’s license I take. She paused. It has been a real honeymoon trip, Annabel, for I feel that it has given me a wife. ” “Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. They were suddenly thrown aside, and a man stepped out from his hiding-place. I’m a Socialist, Miss Stanley. Later. ” Lucy felt herself grow feverish inside.
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