That night in his den he smoked many pipes. ” “I didn’t mind that little argument. She felt herself getting into a corner. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. I cannot do it, David. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. “I tell my Mom everything.
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