The lines about his mouth gradually softened. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. Too busy. Give me your hand. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. Then a ride to London on horseback. ’ ‘Only in hot blood, eh?’ grinned Gerald.
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