’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. They are born idiots, incurably insane. “It’s precious unromantic. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. It was better even than the hymn-singing. “To tell you the truth, it has seemed just lately as though we were becoming in some measure estranged. She was always asking questions about her mother and supplying the answers. Particularly when it was obvious the fellow was one of these pitiful wretches weak enough to allow themselves to be ousted from their inheritances and thus obliged to come seeking succour of their neighbours. “Have you dropped from the skies?” Sydney asked wonderingly.
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