“Girls. “Promise. Gerald looked at it, then at her face. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. . ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. “You seem to be taking our little joke more seriously than it deserves, Ferringhall,” he remarked. The stairs creaked as Mark rushed down them. Why do you look so sad?” She opened her eyes wider and stifled her emotions. He could think about it later. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk.
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