Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. No good at all. ‘Always he is busy about my affairs. “So should you. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald grinned. ‘Yes, miss. ” She leaned back amongst the cushions of her chair. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved. ” “Well, I take it we’re straight again,” said Capes with a note of relief, and assumed an easier position on the edge of her table. But when she saw the car, her body filled with dread, for it gave her a bad feeling. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully.
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