’ ‘But you must,’ Gerald said, quite as if he meant it. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. For five minutes he has been trying to think of something to say. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night.
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