They showered together. “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically. But days had now passed. "But be prudent, my angel. ” He took his place by her side, and they talked lightly of London, the shops and people. I had rather have trouble and hardship like that than be taken care of by others. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of spectators close behind her. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. He had been quite right to sit down. It’s wrong in the eyes of most people. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out.
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