But Gerald took it for the routine interest in an eligible bachelor, although he was aware many females had an eye for scarlet regimentals. She lay still for a long time, and her mind resumed at a more tolerable pace. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. “Didn’t you know he was married?” asked Miss Klegg, and was struck by a thought that made her glance quickly at her companion. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. "Do you want it back under the pillow?" "Hang it over a chair. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor.
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