The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. No, I thank you. . Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street.
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