‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. " Thames turned away at the question, which he felt might be construed into a reproach. "Untie his arms, and take off that handkerchief. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. This door, which was open, Jonathan locked and took out the key. “You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him.
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