If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. Besides, it was under false pretences. "I understand," she said. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. ’ Upon which, she darted through the library door, galvanising both the sergeant and his two militiamen into action. ” Courtlaw rose too. ’ Fury rippled again. Look what you have brought upon your pets. " CHAPTER XIII. “You are late,” she murmured.
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