Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. He himself had deadened the sound by closing the door. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. ‘You are there. Your father…. ’ ‘Indeed?’ said Gerald, surprised. I don’t want to hear you. I should only disappoint you terribly some day. She is no longer mine; she is yours.
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