. . The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. He was and always would be dramatizing his emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary self. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. ‘But tell me this instead.
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