‘Comment? What do you say?’ Gerald looked down into her face, and found himself touched by the uncertainty he saw there. He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. " "But I never saw anybody more alive. “Well,” she said, “good-night, father. They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses. “Let us sit down for a moment,” he had said. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently.
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