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CHAPTER XIII. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. If you wish to charge a fee or distribute a Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set forth in this agreement, you must obtain permission in writing from both the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and Michael Hart, the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark. "And now, in return for your liberality, I'll inform you of a secret with which it is important you should be acquainted. ” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. She was very pretty. “Who took care of you after she died?” “My father. Perhaps that was the reason why she enjoyed preparing suppers at the Becks. ‘Caught in the act by myself and Major Gerald Alderley only last week. " "I understand," replied Thames; "be it as you will. Mother and Son. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness.
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