She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. "Is it poison?" she asked. He had been baptized there. And then, as she answered nothing, “Seeing that we are lovers. The tall, blond boys, right?” “That’s them. She occupied a small sofa, a little apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and glanced about with an air of considerable unease. She was trying to bring her problems to a head, and her mind insisted upon being even more discursive and atmospheric than usual. But I will never—never return. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights.
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