" "Still, you forgot something. You don’t know. You knew me in Paris. ’ ‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd emotion at these words. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon.
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