So he made merry at the dinner table, told comic stories, and was astonished at the readiness with which she grasped the comic side of life. My foster mother, Sheila, insists that I go to St. ” He bit, feeling the numb desire to maul her. If Ray left the house, it would be easy. . 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. But Gerald took it for the routine interest in an eligible bachelor, although he was aware many females had an eye for scarlet regimentals. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat.
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