Like a river swollen by many currents, it gathered force from the various avenues that poured their streams into it. Gerald went through all the papers in front of Gosse and that woman of his, one by one. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. “You will have to eat soon,” he said cryptically. It was only a matter of time. "It's better," observed Sheppard, meaningly. Gives you a right to hang on to the old man until he busts—practically. "No; we never had one; at least, I never saw it. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters.
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