He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. . ’ ‘Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,’ Gerald said. I wanted something alive. I made a wrong choice, it seems—but my voice remains. Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. "Because you did not wish to hurt me?" "Yes. Profligate women are never reclaimed. If your wife can coach you a bit in native lingo, it will help all round. Her body rose up to meet his in a cat-like stretch and she smiled.
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