Fresh flowers of loveliness have budded, expanded, died. He recoiled from the sting. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. There's a man dying—Captain Darrell. We are amiable to one another, but we don’t mix. Perhaps Gerald was not as clothheaded as he had thought. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. She was surprised and stared at him when he did not immediately leave the bed as Gianfrancesco always did, but instead rested on his elbows. "You heard me say it! It was inevitable.
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