“What do you mean?” she asked. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am. Carried out to sea by Van Galgebrok, and thrown overboard, while struggling with the waves, he had been picked up by a French fishing-boat, and carried to Ostend. ” “Perhaps not in a general way,” he answered calmly. “Thought so. I hope that some day he'll understand how much he owes you. " "No more of this," rejoined Thames, "or we shall quarrel. ’ Gerald noted the mixture of respect and apprehension in the glance he received from the boy. Still, one has to be reasonable. "I'm sorry," she said.
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