“I shan’t eat him. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. It was a moment or two before Gerald, opening his eyes on the girl’s astounded expression, recollected himself sufficiently to pull out of the extraordinary impact she’d had on him. It was his particular hobby, and the leisure he had to apply to it had given him a remarkable appraising eye. "I don't think he would leave me, even if I could part with him," observed Mrs. Well, I was all for dragging in Bow Street there and then, and getting the pair of those fraudsters thrown in gaol.
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