"At length I am my own master," murmured the knight, as his foot touched the strand. ToC Mrs. Sheppard, fervently. ‘Ah, yes? To what do I pretend?’ ‘That,’ Gerald said regretfully, ‘I have not yet been able to fathom. Sheppard, passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is gone—quite gone. ” Lucy sat patiently as she was improved. I’m a little tired. Paul's are his work. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. There’s a hansom coming round the corner. Austin, or any man of similar dimensions, would have found wholly impossible.
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