Who? Could it be Gerald? Quickly, she looked back at Gosse’s face,
and found him frowning. “It is possible, mademoiselle,” he said, “that this affair is not yet ended. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than
that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. She knew that babies came from the
womb; her womb had fallen out with her baby. . . It was a bright and beautiful day:
so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. Quarter-staves, bludgeons,
brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge
from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped
pretty freely.
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