“I’ve been through all that,” she went on, after a pause. ‘But you know everything now,’ protested Hilary, keeping pace as Gerald took the stairs two at a time. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. Why don’t you wait and see if you do truly love me, then I can believe you? Then I know I am worth waiting for. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. " "Please!" She dropped the curtains and the manuscripts, knelt and held out her arms.
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