’ ‘It’s too late for that,’ Gerald told her evenly. He had looked at it before without comprehension. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. I was grounded for the last two weeks. She wanted to come, and I wouldn't let her. However the taste of the architecture may be questioned, which was the formal French style of the period, the general effect was imposing.
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