“I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. “I told you I did not love you. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. It's two hundred pounds. A phase of mental activity that men called courage: to summon at will this energy which barred the ingress of the long cold fingers of fear, which cleared the throat of stuffiness and kept the glance level and ever forward.
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