It’s these damned novels. It was below consciousness, elusive; so he sent out a call to his friend, defensively. Without her, it was lonely. "How long will he be laid up?" "Three or four weeks, if he doesn't peg out during the night. She could tell it was new territory for him and he might lose the nerve to take them off himself, without the aid of drink. ‘I—I mean, she were—’ ‘Pretty as a picture?’ suggested Gerald. Indeed, it seemed inevitable that she must clear it up with his assistance, or not at all.
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