The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. “It is just six o’clock now. ’ ‘How do you do?’ Gerald said pleasantly, stepping from the pillared portico and coming down the shallow stairway. It was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only Julian had not liked it so much. You do not need me to remind you of your success at Paris. But I want to know whether in such an event you would stand by me?” She held out her hand.
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