The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The man had favoured him with a brief nod, but the girl had gone so far as to offer a tiny smile, and a look under her lashes with which not even Gerald, for all his scant interest in female society, could fail to be familiar. “What did it matter?” she cried. This structure at once satisfied him as to where he stood. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again to haunt her. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. That would not help her.
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