F. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. See? Down we should rush in a foam—in a cloud of snow—to flight and a dream. ’ Gerald sat back in his chair, thinking hard. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. Tell her, that more than once, when about to commit some desperate offence, I have been restrained by her gentle image. Earles recovered his spirits. Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him. You see—I didn’t understand.
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