" This business over, she returned to the bedside with the key. "That would be certain destruction. Gerald’s judgement was borne out a moment later. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. I suppose I believe in God. And then, as she answered nothing, “Seeing that we are lovers. ’ ‘How can it be in dispute?’ frowned Mrs Sindlesham. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. “I know,” she said quietly, “that Paris, where she has been so much admired, is not a good place for her. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. She had warned him. She wanted to be on with the show. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life.
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