“Fine. May I be permitted, as a very old and very dear friend of your lamented
parent, whose loss I shall ever deplore, to ask you one question?"
"Undoubtedly," replied Winifred. “And if I were you I would keep away from
the fire. She was afraid people would follow
her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the
blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she
feared. I saw the metal box a hundred times, but I never thought of opening
it until the day I fled. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for
the direction of the sound. ’
Gerald laughed and clapped him on the back. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet;
from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. Remember that.
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