"I will have no satisfaction but his life. “Your great success has been my joy, our joy as well as yours. He had grabbed a tiny remote control and flew the thing around the table, landing it there and turning it off. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. Even now she was dazed. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. He stalked her, he stared at her, he craved her, he sidled slinking and propitiatory and yet relentlessly toward her, until at last she awoke from the suffocating nightmare nearness of his approach, and lay awake in fear and horror listening to the unaccustomed sounds of the hotel. That window there…. "Well, you women are forgiving creatures, I must say," observed Jonathan, sarcastically. ’ For the space of half a minute, Gerald continued to scowl in silent frustration. The fireplace was at the other end, with the sheeted shapes of two sofas either side.
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