While you live in my house you must follow my ideas. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. She still kicked herself for it. He paid the cab, and turned to follow her. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. Here I am. ” “I can’t be portentous, dear, when you’re about. This isn't your island, child; it's the great world.
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