Jack Kimble nodded eagerly. His eyes on Melusine, he uncocked the pistol, and then reached out to the portrait, grasping it by one edge. For some seconds of voluminous thinking they looked at the ring between them, and neither spoke. "What! you still hesitate! Will that rouse you, coward?" And she gave him a smart rap on the head. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. ’ ‘A pretty tale. ’ ‘Oh, don’t you?’ Gerald said grimly. 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 believe it is. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged.
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