Her tone was
icy. ”
She surveyed this sentence for some time before going on. For an instant, Gerald wished the rest of the world away that he might go to
her and administer appropriate comfort. Before very long I hope to have definite work. A young man was
playing the banjo. “But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. Taking up a link, which was blazing beside him, he walked across the room; and
touching a spring in the wall, a secret door flew open. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. For a while he threatened her. ”
He did not move. ”
She shook her head. ’
‘I would have done, only you threatened to blow off my head,’ Gerald
reminded her, laughing.
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