The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. Gerald watched her perambulations in silence, his heart wrung. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. Go, and let him in. The sunshine was brilliant, the air mild. Amongst others who came to see him, was a Mr.
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