Wood, Sir," he added, with much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not that—" and he hesitated. Kneebone, addressing his comely attendant; "put a few more plates on the table, and bring up whatever there is in the larder. Gerald kicked the panelled wall in frustration. Tell me. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy. I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy. She longed to enjoy human food as he did. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. Just a friendly polite suggestion. “Are you A, B, C, or D?” he asked.
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