” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. Gerald, meanwhile, was off hunting up these lawyers, together with your son, ma’am—’ turning to Mrs Sindlesham ‘—and you know the outcome of that. The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. ’ He glanced at the portrait behind her. “There’s another instinct, too,” he went on, “in a state of suppression, unless I’m very much mistaken; a child-expelling instinct. Manning, in his entirely different dialect, indorsed her brother Roddy’s view of things. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. ’ ‘I don’t know,’ confessed Gerald. " ***** "To me, you dirty blackguard!" cried Spurlock, flinging aside his helmet. Gwen made an inquiry, and, directed by Mrs.
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