Selfishness. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. She delighted in frustrating him. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. 54 \"Yes?\" \"No one says 'Oh my word' anymore. Catch him, she begged silently. Now drop it. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine.
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