It was a letter. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. F. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. She doubted how she stood toward him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. And her kind of love forgives everything and anything but infidelity. Try something.
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