She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years. “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said. They buried him in Willesden churchyard after the robbery. From the threshold she looked her accuser steadily and coldly in the face. And most of the others she had met had, she felt, the same steadfastness. It is a matter of degree.
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