" CHAPTER XI. I'm safe enough if you hold your tongue. [Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Photoplay. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. She held out her hand for it, but Gerald smiled. One was in the Indian Civil Service and one in the rapidly developing motor business.
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