Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. And from that they came back by way of the Kreutzer Sonata and Resurrection to Tolstoy again. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. Why do you not go away?’ ‘Yes, do go away,’ begged Gerald. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. The idea of leaving for Mexico had become unbearable, as he was so easy to like and perhaps even easier to love. Lucy tried not to make her cringe noticeable. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask.
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