She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. I——” She threw herself into an easy chair. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. She remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. She found next morning, when she came to this advertisement answering, that it was more difficult than she had supposed. There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner.
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