’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. It is the worst of talk under such social circumstances that it is always getting cut off so soon as it is beginning; and I went home that afternoon feeling I had said nothing—literally nothing—of the things I had meant to say to you and that were coursing through my head.
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