Sheila, a normally sound sleeper, woke one night to find both her husband and her foster daughter had snuck from their beds, and this infuriated her. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. and Mrs. ‘I find this was excessively clever of Gérard. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. Gerald’s task was to stop him from doing so. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell.
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