They are born idiots, incurably insane. ’ Gerald unfolded his arms and threw his hands in the air. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. ’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. “I have the right to be here. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. Once before—but that had been different. ’ ‘She told you!’ ‘And,’ pursued Gerald, ignoring his friend’s scornful interjection, ‘that it was not always convenient to be dressed as a young girl. There was no one at all in this room, but through the half-open door of one of the small apartments that gave upon it she had a glimpse of two very young girls sitting at a littered table and writing briskly. He worried me to marry him. He quickly responded to her kiss and grasped her to him, kissing her deeply. “And so you have been thinking?” her father began, quoting her letter and looking over his slanting glasses at her.
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