She waited for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. ‘You’re speaking the truth. "Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. ’ ‘Is it, now? Well you won’t, then, for he won’t hear nothing, missie. It’s not far from twilight. But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. He listened.
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