CHAPTER XVIII. I am ready to wait for you, to wait your pleasure, to give all my life to winning it. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. Or else I would have finished him. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. Sheppard, with a look, the wildness of which greatly alarmed her companion.
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