The Pursuit. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. Her situation was perplexing her very much, and the Widgett atmosphere was lax and sympathetic, and provocative of discussion. She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life. Here they remained till midnight when, calling for their reckoning and their steeds, they left the house. She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years. She isn't used to cities. Sebastian howled with laughter, doubling over. “One has to live and learn,” she remarked, with a passable imitation of her father’s manner. Sheppard, paralysed by the threat.
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