What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. ” “The explanation seems to me to be reasonably simple,” Annabel said coldly. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. . It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. I wanted something alive.
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