It was no use. ‘More, I think,’ put in Madame, soulfully regarding the major, ‘because I have English, a little. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. ‘That’s why I never told Joan Ibstock that you were still with me when I wrote. But we were both pledged to secrecy, and I couldn’t reveal my part for fear that I would lose my place. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. You came to me, you wished me to speak to Anna. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz. Her evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told.
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