CHAPTER XII. Detention was merry for the other detainees. He seemed to charge her with the ruin of their situation. She must not tell Martha about Gerald. “But don’t you know about me?” he said at last. She was dressed as English girls do dress for town, without either coquetry or harshness: her collarless blouse confessed a pretty neck, her eyes were bright and steady, and her dark hair waved loosely and graciously over her ears. Her courage and her presence of mind had alike deserted her. I’M shaken. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at his own gate. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt.
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