Quite ordinary. The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. " "Well, imagination beats me!" "It's something Ruth saw. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis.
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