To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. ’ Gerald started. " Exclamations of wonder burst from all. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. ’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said. Playing with one hand he turned on his stool to glance at her.
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