It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. ’ The lady uttered a scornful sound. “Now replace the stone, my child. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. ’ Madame Valade reseated herself, and Gerald set himself to flatter her into relaxation again. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. "Then take her back," said the manager. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. No, I don't, either; because——" "Well, Winny?" "I don't know what I was going to say," she added, in some confusion; "only I'm sorry you were born a gentleman.
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