” She could not go on, for she was laughing and crying at the same time. We must wave our hands at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work. ” He spoke loudly. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. ‘Bête!’ Gerald caught her hand as she pulled it back to deliver another blow. The settlement was on the middle west coast.
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