He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. “Well, you’ve seen the kitchen and the dining room, but did I show you the basement?” He asked. Gerald looked at it, then at her face. I can vouch for that. He understood. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself. Marry, come up! I've been a great deal too charitable. Whenever they stepped from the chairs, he stepped down. She could not say a word, much less move.
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