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Paintings sold off the
walls. She knew it. Mother and Son
XI. The business of
serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect
on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. “I wonder,” she said, “how much you care. "
"You astonish me," said the stranger, in a voice full of emotion. “It was a phase,” she said. What do you think, Annabel?”
“I don’t think they would,” she admitted. The tide'll bring him to us fast enough. He
was a large oafish man, a man that seemed deceptively
harmless, and some thought him slightly retarded. "Can you not love him?"
"Love him!" echoed the widow. It was an intimate smell, the
unmistakable scent of him and another woman. I've opened the case of books. ‘No, I don’t see much
future in pursuing her down this passage. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair.
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