It was about—a question of what I might do or might not do. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. In truth, she liked Gerald also. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. But we can’t help noticing.
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