She would not sleep for fear of losing a moment of that sense of his proximity. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed. “You have forgotten. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. We had such a pride in you, such hope in you. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. Something softened in Melusine’s chest. ’ ‘I like that,’ Gerald protested. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things. She had heard the trader utter it many times.
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