CHAPTER XII. But when she turned her thoughts to Morningside Park she perceived the tangled skein of life was now to be further complicated by his romantic importunity. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. . This purse," he added, chinking it in the air, "and this ring, were given me for him just now by the lady, who made a false step on leaving your house. She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. He waited the pleasure of Monsieur. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. “But the thing is, I want a job. Jonathan Wild must have stolen it from her.
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