“Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. "One'd think it rained fares, as well as blowed great guns. The transverse spars before mentioned were as slippery as ice; and the hollows between them were filled ankle-deep with water. I could not hear his heart beat. We must never let your father know we went. I want to love him. Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved.
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