‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. I have tried not to tell you—tried to be simply your friend. She became aware of his presence as she had never been aware of any human being in her life before. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. ’ The woman shrugged helpless shoulders, looking to her husband. \" Michelle smiled, \"I know who you are. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl.
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