Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. And it's a maxim of universal application: or, at least, of universal practice. It was a duel, you understand, and that is not permitted. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding.
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