” He receded from her. \"I don't want to hurt you. ’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. He made a note of the idea and stored it away. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. On the day he carried the manuscript to Copeley's he brought back a packet of letters, magazines, and newspapers. ’” She played “If I Were a Rich Man,” adding syrupy trills and flourishes at every phrase.
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