It is the worst of talk under such social circumstances that it is always getting cut off so soon as it is beginning; and I went home that afternoon feeling I had said nothing—literally nothing—of the things I had meant to say to you and that were coursing through my head. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. What a heat that news had wrought. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally.
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