\"I don't think so. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. It was an overcast day, albeit not foggy, and the electric light shades glowed warmly, and an Italian waiter with insufficient English took Ramage’s orders, and waited with an appearance of affection. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. Where was the expected message from this captain, who had promised to send her word at the instant Gerald returned to town. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. ‘Kill him? Oh. But oh, how weary I am! I know.
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