167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. She could think of nothing more to say. But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. If you could see how it gives them souls, women who have taken things for granted, who have given themselves up altogether to pettiness and vanity. It is like a second honeymoon. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. In this state, he was laid upon a bench, to sleep off his drunken fit, while his wretched mother, in spite of her passionate supplications and resistance, was, by Blueskin's command, forcibly ejected from the house, and driven out of the Mint. The boy she had loved was gone. About halfway across this interval, when everything seemed going well, Capes had a shock.
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