It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. “Delicious!” she murmured. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his mind, unable to help a reproachful note. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. Lucia watched in fascination as Isobella nodded at her, only three years older than she, nursing her son with a contented smile upon her face. She felt like a dried-up old woman. " Here Ruth returned with the broth; and McClintock strode aft, convinced that he was going to have something far more interesting than books to read.
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