’ Gerald’s jaw tightened. I hope that some day he'll understand how much he owes you. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. The appearance of the new-comer was extremely prepossessing; and, after his trepidation had a little subsided, Wood began to regard him with some degree of interest. She would be extraordinarily interesting as a metaphysical study. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. Mr.
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