Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. “But I wish,” she said, “I had some idea what I was really up to. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. . The nurse sent for him as soon as she saw that you were conscious. “Of course it is okay!” Cathy’s voice rose in volume and in pitch. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. Wood, I forget nothing.
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