Her eyes fell, and then sought his again with timid interest. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. It was most amusing. ‘The man’s gone,’ her old nurse told her, when she had recovered a little. She sat down by the paperrack with a general feeling of resemblance to Vivie Warren, and looked through the Morning Post and Standard and Telegraph, and afterward the half-penny sheets. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. ’ Gerald could not suppress a grin. She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern appliance, the electric dryer. That there gatekeeper would’ve called them out again. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure. No amount of scrubbing could remove the stains, the blood of an unknown man she had stolen from the scene of a car accident, a stupid drunk with no license who had wrapped his Chevy truck around a very large oak tree.
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