Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. ‘Either you tell me why you want the wretched animal, or it stays here. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. She discovered him sitting upon the floor beside his open trunk. Sir John, by instinct and training, was an unimaginative person. “I wonder,” she murmured to herself, “if this is the beginning. Stanley, in his effort to seem at ease, took entire possession of the hearthrug. "Bess wouldn't bear a rival. As she started, rearing up her head, a hand stole about her mouth and closed down hard. Get on with it, then. ‘Why, what have I said?’ ‘You said to me my name. It shall never be said that I raised my arm willingly against a woman. She felt the thrill race through her body.
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