’ Gerald opened his eyes at her. All this juncture, a thundering crash was heard against the side of the bridge. I want you to hold me and have me SO. “What was that?” she asked sharply. For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. But "fine" is the word. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. That she was provoked by his interference was obvious. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in contrast with his mere expectation. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors.
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