“But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. ’ ‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of warmth down inside her. Sheppard staggered forward.
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