" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. He laughed suddenly, and released her. Take that box, and put it into the carriage yourself. She had very few clear memories before a particular day in the library, when they had finished one of her first reading lessons. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. "I thought I heard a noise. He took up his hat and went. Nothing but the publicity of the place and the recollection of that terrible constituency kept him from attempting some perfectly respectful but unmistakable evidence of his sympathy. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. It was a betrayal of God and her former family, but all in all was much easier. God must love me, for he has guided me here. “I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind.
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