Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly. "But, I say, that girl is a queer one. Roof open —like a Noah’s Ark. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. Daily contact with actual human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative. I burned it. For the first time a definite doubt possessed him. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby.
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