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“Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed some things. Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate. ’ Obediently, Gerald rose and walked to the other end of the parlour. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand.
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