70 <9> A MARRIAGE, PART II She dreamt of the inn they had stopped at after her suicide attempt, the flea-ridden hostel her husband had angrily toted her to after the incident at the country house. You could walk the city streets and with every blink you could take in a new sight of beauty so great that your heart would weep for it. In the end he broke his own heart along with your mother's. " "Ah. "Stir a foot, at your peril. ’ The full story—or as much as Gerald knew—of Valade’s machinations shocked the old lady so much that she was obliged to recruit her strength with a refill from the Madeira decanter. "Stop!" groaned Blueskin. ‘—and what do I do? Well, we know what I do. “Manning,” she said, and contemplated a figure of inaggressive persistence. ‘Truth is, it’s Gerald who’s put me in the devil’s own temper, ma’am. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side.
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