She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!" Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger. “I noticed him call her attention to us as we passed down the room,” he answered. "I've been always true to you. As a matter of fact I have been waiting for you.
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