Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. "Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. Whatever she does is minimized. She was weeping now. “I wondered. " "Think not to delude me, audacious wretch," cried the carpenter. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her.
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