The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. . ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. . She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. The scanty furniture of the rooms corresponded with their dungeon-like aspect. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. Knock on the partition if you want anything during the might. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway.
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