The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. Yes, very well. She turned back to Gerald, holding out her hand. In a very definite sense we are in the wrong —hopelessly in the wrong. Good-bye, aunt. It was bad luck to go to Canongate. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell.
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