She says that everyone in the house makes too much noise, my Dad snores, and that when the house is empty, the traffic noise is nearly deafening. They were both conscious, however, that something had intervened between them. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. ‘I don’t want no gold! Not for serving my mistress. “No. " Ruth stood with drawn brows; she was trying to recall.
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