Marina had retired to bed, drinking wine
slowly, sleeping when she was not drinking. One side of the
face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this
man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position
of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have
his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. ’
‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. She was to have fifteen pounds, and no more. I never had even a real doll," she added, as she snuggled the
flea-bitten head to her heart. She is in the hall now. "
"A friend is not so soon gained as lost," replied Wood; "but how has the
prediction been fulfilled, Joan, eh?"
"I thought you would have guessed, Sir," replied the widow, timidly.
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