” He said. ’ ‘I am afraid that there is,’ Gerald told her evenly. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. ” He made to speak and did not. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. If you had lived twenty years ago you would have been called a Young Person, and it would have been your chief duty in life not to know, never to have heard of, and never to understand. ’ A peal of delighted laughter greeted this threat. She loped forward on unnaturally long legs and arms that swung loosely. He certainly bore inspection.
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