Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. " "I'm sorry. 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. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. He had only to recall this fact (which he did in each crisis) to erect a barrier she could not go around or over. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters.
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