‘Um—begging your pardon, sir, but—um—what was you meaning to arrest the young lady for?’ ‘Trespassing, theft, and suspicion of spying,’ announced Roding fluently. \" He said to her after he bought his own ticket. " And he pointed significantly to the hand. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair. We will find some way out of it. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. But what affair is this of yours?’ But Captain Roding was not attending.
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