" He started to pick up a sheet of manuscript, but she pushed him from the table toward the doorway; and he staggered out of the bungalow, suddenly stretched his arms, and broke into a trot. “I don’t know how, but I always manage to find a 164 fiddle if there is one around. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. She sat with him in the courtyard after serving him 20 spiced wine. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. “I can survive on my own. He embraced her, kissing her cheek, then her neck. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. In one of the big gates was a little door, and she rapped at this. “Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered. She rose briskly, turned on the light, and opened Les Misérables to the episode of the dark forest: where Jean Valjean reaches out and takes Cosette's frightful pail from her chapped little hands. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so.
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