And if you mean that he may have reconciled himself with his own father, you waste your breath. A glance down the passage—to see that Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her eyes. ‘Don’t try to turn it off,’ ordered Miss Froxfield. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. ‘Woof!’ uttered Trodger, gazing at the lady in some awe. All three, then, burst into an immoderate fit of laughter. I owed his father a grudge: that I settled long ago.
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