Sebastian, as doctor, was constantly around the sick and the dying. The both of them puttering about the tidy two-story house, Lucy would serve them both steaming cups of tea in the front parlor. Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression. I loved her and made love to her, and I don’t think she quite loved me back in the same way. ’ ‘Oh, don’t you?’ Gerald said grimly. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald grinned. “Well, you have thought it over?” he said, sitting down beside her. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't take the other fifty. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. Only I am not an acquaintance at all.
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