‘Well, nothing,’ uttered her betrothed crossly, before Gerald could answer. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined things of her childhood. After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom door and he returned to his basement. At least I imagine so, if what Madame Valade claims is true.
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