The Ragged Edge. If only Gerald would come. Anna picked up an ancient magazine, and began to turn over the pages in a leisurely way. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. “Just at present my mind simply won’t take hold of this at all. “I am sorry,” he said slowly. She had traversed perhaps three bookshelves, passed across the door that must lead to the hall, turned the corner, and was just about to reach the fireplace when she abruptly became aware that something under her fingers had felt wrong.
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