At table he carved in a gloomy but resolute manner. She held out her hand for it, but Gerald smiled. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. ’ Gerald grinned. Wood will be here presently. I suppose I believe in God.
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