As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. There is no Heaven for your mother. We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath.
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