The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. He was nearly wincing. "I was about to add," continued Gay, "that my opera shall have no music except the good old ballad tunes. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. ’ Gerald grinned. One Friday afternoon, in this pleasant month, it chanced that Mr. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. He saw that she was tense.
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