‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. ‘You are, I think, a gentleman, no?’ Gerald bowed. But a time will come (and that before long,) when our sex will assert its superiority; and, when we have got the upper hand, let 'em try to subdue us if they can. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. Lucy’s bright tones pursued her. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. As the wedding neared, she bought some finer things: a veal roast for supper, a single pearl for the dowry. And at the sight something leaped within her.
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