She seemed to grow more beautiful to him and not the opposite. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. At last she was roused. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. There were menacing possibilities; the thought of them set him a-tremble. "I should never have been what I am, but for you.
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