207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. It had been her father’s surname, and it had sounded far more innocuous and American than Iovelli. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. Moreover, atrociously and inexorably, he allowed it to appear ever and again in horrible gleams that he suspected there was some man in the case. She was supposed to be reading at home, and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. “Yes.
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