She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. Time was moving so fast, she could no longer count the days since Gosse had come to her with his preposterous suggestion at the Coq d’Or, where they were staying and where he had robbed her and left her and Martha to their fate. ‘Do you swear it? There’s no knowing if one can believe you. “I wonder how it is,” she exclaimed, “that my friends have so much more confidence in me than I have in myself. Three more people came to meet them at the door. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. “Let’s go home.
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