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Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying
you, when he grows old enough. "
"Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with
kisses. like rabies. He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of
hallways that towered over her in their grayness. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous
dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was
not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few
minutes gone. ’
A faint smile crossed Gerald’s lips. What had been
happening all this time?
‘Do you tell me he has not again left his apartment?’
‘Only to go to some party or other Monday night,’ Kimble said.
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