He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. He was, in fact, quite eager to go on living. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. ‘And housebreaking,’ added Gerald calmly.
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