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I was stupid—stupid and impulsive beyond measure to burst upon you in this way. You have said a thousand times that there was no shame in you. ” He left off abruptly. Her situation was perplexing her very much, and the Widgett atmosphere was lax and sympathetic, and provocative of discussion. “It’s like Troy!” said a voice of rapture. He made Hong-Kong at dusk: wet, hungry, and a bit groggy for the want of sleep; but he was in no wise discouraged. And he had good reason before long to congratulate himself on his forbearance. “Not to-night,” she said. Her lips were dry and cracked. Would Gerald wish his friend to follow the man? He had hardly registered the decision that he had best do so, albeit with some reluctance, when his trained senses alerted him to an extraordinary circumstance. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. "Is your father alive?" "No," returned Thames; "he was assassinated while I was an infant. I've come to take you back home.
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