‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. ” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. ” He smiled and buzzed her in to the glass doors, which opened by an unseen electronic hand. She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. He had invited himself to dine with her merely to watch her table manners. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. Lots of us are like that. "So I did," retorted Mrs. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. And I'll answer for it, she'll never say a syllable to annoy you again. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. He wondered if these abnormal mental activities presaged illness. With each step his heartbeat increased exponentially.
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