She had fallen asleep. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. Of course a little daughter is a delightful thing enough. “The visit seems to have made a most painful impression upon him. This one too she read. If you know her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’ ‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly.
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