She saw its depraved eyes, but worse were the glittering teeth as it smiled. Her English was halting. " O'Higgins laughed. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son.
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