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Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face. ‘Aha,’ grunted Gerald with satisfaction, squinting up at the two open shutters on the second floor. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. Was the situation so desperate that he could not pack his best things? She had packed lightly, not wanting to weigh down the carriage they would travel in. This service rendered, without waiting for any farther order, she withdrew. She stuffed her violin in its case and rushed into the hallway towards John, who stood outside of 118 with his arms crossed. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off.
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