Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. For on reaching the second floor, a swishing sound came to Gerald’s ears, as of someone moving about. Yet you knew that I was not dead. ” “Yes. ” He stepped back as though he had received a blow. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them.
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