Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. Suddenly she felt her wrist grasped by a strong hand. It is Thérèse. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. She was supposed to be reading at home, and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. "I was merely about to observe that I am in possession of her secret. “I thought you weren’t keeping up to the mark. ’ Gerald controlled a quivering lip.
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