F. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. ‘Precisely,’ agreed Gerald. Listening at one of the doors leading to the Master Debtors' side, he heard a loud voice chanting a Bacchanalian melody, and the boisterous laughter that accompanied the song, convinced him that no suspicion was entertained in this quarter. " "Impracticable dolt!" exclaimed Jonathan, furiously. Gerald’s breath caught. Even now I do not understand.
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