’
‘No, sister, I know that, but—’
‘You needn’t tell me. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of
tears. ’
Gerald reached out and took her hand, enclosing it between both his own. ‘I
don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed
charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase,
surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd
miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope
and Dumas, cheek by jowl. Uttering a terrible imprecation, Jonathan snatched up the link,
and hastily descended the stairs, leaving the Jew behind him. "To—to—no matter what," returned the widow distractedly. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. Mr. "
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