That blow made me a thief. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. I cannot explain beyond that. I'll wait for you down here. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. ” He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. “I suppose all life is an affair of chances. " "It's light. "How long shall I be here?" he asked. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic.
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