And this idiot, he has threatened to arrest me and make them take me to prison. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. If only this man had been her father! The world would have meant nothing; the island would have been wide enough. ’ Then memory hit and he stared at his friend. ” “Nor I,” she remarked tersely. The white veil had fallen to the ground and Gerald retrieved it for her. Good riddance. ’ Gerald turned and came back to her. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. “You remember our first meeting?” “Yes,” he answered hoarsely.
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