‘On the contrary,’ Gerald argued, frowning. Cathy Beck was outraged. Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone. When he said, “Let’s go and see the wart-hog,” she thought no one ever had had so quick a flow of good ideas as he; and when he explained that sugar and not buns was the talisman of popularity among the animals, she marvelled at his practical omniscience. Much more temperate; the discreet and joyless love of a virtuous, reluctant, condescending wife. He inspected the formidable array of rifles and at length walked over to the register. “I can say no more. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance.
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