One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. Call her Miss Pellissier, eh? I tell you she’s my wife, and I’ve got the certificate in my pocket. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. But it sounds too real to be imagined. Why do you not go away?’ ‘Yes, do go away,’ begged Gerald.
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