’ ‘Don’t be a little fool,’ Gerald snapped irritably. "Perhaps that would have been best. The young man did not know what he was doing or where he was. " "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. "We shall have the whole village upon us while you're striking the jigger. Never before had any human being kissed her lips. There is only Gerald to see me, after all. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise.
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