" "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. She began to weep in long, aching sobs. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone. Do you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back? He was one of us, I believe. The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. She paused for a moment. She sensed his acute frustration as he unzipped her raincoat while trying to kiss her. I shall find him yet.
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