‘She’s still bleeding. Mr. “They ought to have been lopped in the spring. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Gerald, shocked. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. Everything in the world to live for!—fame that he could not reap, love that he must not take! What was all this pother about hell as a future state? By and by things began to stir on the table: little invisible things. ‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled. I don’t know that I understand altogether. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. I have come thirteen thousand miles for this young fellow; I'm ready to go galloping thirteen thousand more. A small voice greeted her, hissing. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. There was a long silence between them.
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