They WERE, she realized, acutely beautiful things. You are captain of your soul; don't forget your Henley. Our quarrel's quite over. ” She found herself trying to remember all the old tunes her mother had taught her, as they were bright as little stars. She chuckled. ’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. He said daring things with a grace which made them irresistible, his eyes flashed back upon her some eloquent but silent appreciation of the change in her manner towards him.
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