. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. He had never wanted daughters. “I have spoken too many truths to-night. Langley, I appeal to you. And in reality even that magic garden-close resolves itself into a villa at Morningside Park and my father being more and more cross and overbearing at meals—and a general feeling of insecurity and futility.
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