She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Good night. Now we meet again, and you will scarcely look at me. The change will come to-day. ’ Gerald frowned. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. ” He stepped back as though he had received a blow. This moment couldn’t be better until the next moment comes.
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