Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. The atmosphere at dinner was not propitious. There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked. Cursed him for his devotion that had made him come back for her, only to get himself shot by the fiendish Gosse. And, by way of checking his housekeeper's familiarity, he pointed significantly to the table. That’s probably true. Joyous, she felt the need of physical expression; and her body began to sway sinuously, to glide and turn and twist about the room.
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