Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp. Although she had refused to answer his impertinent questions. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. She wondered what the problem was, why the buildup? She wanted to go to his apartment that evening but stayed herself. ’ Gerald shrugged. I’m glad the old sore is assuaged. What was his problem, she thought to herself.
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