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" Jack would not hazard a glance at Winifred; but, quitting the church, got into an adjoining meadow, and watched the party slowly ascending the road leading to Dollis Hill. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. He had not had time to aim the pistol. Her hormones were raging stupidly. “So your father brought you here to live in the States?” John asked. "But you mustn't indulge these gloomy thoughts. “Suppose I chuck it,” she remarked, standing with the mauve slip in her hand —“suppose I chuck it, and surrender and go home! Perhaps, after all, Roddy was right! “Father keeps opening the door and shutting it, but a time will come— “I could still go home!” She held Ramage’s check as if to tear it across. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her.
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