I want to be with you. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. A pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her. She thought of leaving the Beck house less and less these days, though the suitcase remained packed underneath her creaky bed. He embraced her fully. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated.
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