Mrs Sindlesham’s
wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that
wrung his heart. What had happened to it?
She had broken it, certainly. But finding his hints totally disregarded, he, at length, swaggered up
to the table, and thrust in a chair. I was always told my mother died the
day I was born. ’
She tried to shake his hands off her wrists, but Gerald held them fast and
tutted at her. Pews had been brought in
and set in two rows before the huge table, covered in white cloth, that formed the
altar at the far end. They would arrest him for the French spy they had
thought her at first. ’
‘Excellent,’ Gerald had approved. She could
hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. The day had become
suddenly overcast.
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