“That’s suicidal bullshit, Lucy. After you went he got up and took refuge in the preparation-room. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope. I shall never come back. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. I must obey. Gerald’s chest tightened. Then she slowly straightened, releasing him.
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