“Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. He stared at her stupidly, forgetting to guard against the tactics he had come to expect from her. He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door. He called a waiter. The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. " It was only a shade better than the Stone Hold. I tried. It can wait a bit longer. It rained slightly, and a thick mist gathered in the air, and obscured the beautiful prospect. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. Cased and ribbed with stone, and braced with horizontal beams of timber, the piles, which formed the foundation of these jetties, had resisted the strong encroachments of the current for centuries.
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