But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. Sydney was watching her eagerly. Pretend to weep both of you as loudly as you can. Bête, she told herself fiercely. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. Voilà tout. " CHAPTER XVIII. Indeed I must.
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