Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the further door. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. ‘I do not know him. “Oh. I am not angry with you, but with this—this—’ ‘Idiot? Imbecile?’ offered Gerald in a helpful tone. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. “He’s quite the inventor. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. ' That has always haunted me. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her.
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