“It is just six o’clock now. ’
‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly. On the floor, underneath the sixth row
desks, was an ashtray with a small black dot of blood on
its blunt round corner. ’
‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young
inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic
concert under the great elm before the door. ’
Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. Her eyes were dilated—
fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the
window. She possessed
it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the
past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with
her, on guard. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and
pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she
should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. She
says to be home by one AM. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again
to haunt her. Sebastian was always a man who felt the need to surround
himself with the trappings of the finer life.
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