‘But you,’ she said in the friendliest way imaginable, ‘are a person tout à fait sympathique, I think. . The wall of the sky, the wall of the horizon, the wall behind which each human being hid—the wall behind which she herself was hiding! If only her mother had lived, her darling mother! Presently the unhappy puzzlement left her face; and an inward glow began to lighten it. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Talk to her of the new story; divert her; for this day her heart has been twisted sorely. It wound around a small manufactured lake. " "Ah!" ejaculated the widow, hiding her face.
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