It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. I am—’ ‘Like me, entirely English. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. Cathy chimed. He'll be here two or three days. But I see now. "But he can't be far off. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her.
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