Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. Old and dilapidated, the widow's domicile looked the very picture of desolation and misery. Will you?” She thought, and it seemed to him she had never looked so self-disciplined and deliberate and beautiful. "And I'll bet a doughnut that boy in his soul is crazy to have it over with. The chamber rang with her shrieks. I’m behaving shockingly, I know. 23 She had always considered herself a simple wool maker’s daughter, but she began to realize that by marrying Gianfrancesco she had unwittingly gained entrance to a separate world. “It is not an easy matter,” he said, “for me to offer you an altogether adequate explanation. Presently you will see that I am right, and then you shall take your vacation over here, and we will be good comrades again. It was finished by the end of that year, each character having asserted itself pronouncedly in my imagination.
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