She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. There was nothing to be got out of the man. And you are something of a heroine, too. There was a long silence between them. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better. 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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