Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “Who do you think cares for your children as you dally with my husband, Clotilde?” Lucy asked. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. ’ ‘Did I so?’ Gerald said, amused. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. Then the girl was heading past the inn and Roding marched down to confront her. Annabel laughed a little uneasily. Had he not said as much at Remenham House? She allowed him to march her through the chapel without resistance. Very slowly emerging out of a phase of stupefaction, these personal affairs and her personal problem resumed possession of her mind. . "Don't speak ill of him behind his back, father," interposed Thames. Makes you real.
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