They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. Here and there, a building might be seen with the doors and windows driven in, and all access to it prevented by the heaps of bricks and tilesherds. ‘What do we do now?’ Gerald took a pace towards the girl. "You've won your wager. . The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. Well might she do so, Gerald thought in irritation.
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