The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. The Ragged Edge. That had shut him up for a while. "Perhaps things would have been different if she had lived. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. Other things came. " "Ah! you're so very particular," sighed Mrs. ‘Who has begun this but you?’ Gerald barely heard her.
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