‘How did you know that Mary was his daughter?’ Gerald hesitated. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. She was in excellent spirits, and it was not until she had taken off her hat, and was considering the question of dinner or no dinner, that she remembered that another day had passed, and she was not a whit nearer being able to pay her tomorrow’s bill. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. She let him take off her skirt as she ritualistically removed his jeans along with his boxers. She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. As she stared her eyes grew accustomed to the night; and she discovered five persons instead of four. She was practicing with them on that very day, and displaced a rather mediocre boy violinist who claimed “to be better at the viola anyway” as first chair. I don’t classify. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit.
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