He took up his hat and went. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. " "But you can imagine it. ” She smiled, sure of herself beyond any pretending, into his troubled eyes. But it sounds too real to be imagined. ’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said. O'Higgins did not confide in me. She wanted him so badly it hurt.
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