Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night. It was eleven o'clock. “Nothing was ever done,” Miss Brett asserted, “without a certain element of Faith. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. ’ ‘When you begin to tell the truth,’ Gerald told her severely, ‘I shall be happy to believe you. She is more dear to me than anything else. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. Life waits for us. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated.
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