” She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama party. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. The other buildings stood close together in rows; and so valuable was every inch of room accounted, that, in many cases, cellars, and even habitable apartments, were constructed in the solid masonry of the piers. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald.
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