‘Who the devil is Leonardo?’ demanded Roding impatiently, asking the question that had leapt into the major’s mind. ” He repeated several times that he would trust her, though it remained obscure just exactly where the trust came in. He laughed once or twice at himself as he paced backwards and forwards. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. ’ Speeding down the two flights of stairs, Gerald mentally thanked God that it was the practice of himself and Roding—in case of emergency, of which this was a prime example—to stable their horses at the posting inns all the way to London. 1. There was. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. CHAPTER XVI. Forgive my daring.
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