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But you were absurdly the same. And then when you poured the cider out on to poor Gerty's skirt " "Was that one of my childish customs?" he asked. "I'd forgotten." "I nearly stood up and shook hands." "I'm glad you didn't." "I thought you'd feel like that. I remembered that you had been rather a touchy little boy " "I was thinking of your friends. Howard, for instance." "Why, do you know Howard?"
To the last she had refused to return to Gramercy Park, and on the night that she reached Gerty's house she had been aware that she was slipping away from any actual contact with her former life. Her body might breathe and move, but her soul and even her senses had become inanimate, and she felt that they had ceased to take part in any words she uttered.
"There, I know you will think that is some of Gerty's old temper; and perhaps it is, but you don't know how she tries me; it is in little things that I cannot tell very easily, and I would not plague you with them if I could, so I won't write about her any more I will try to love her dearly.
He saw in her something which needed a check, and felt himself unfit to apply it. He was totally unfit to cope with a spirit like Gerty's. It was true he possessed over her one mighty influence her strong affection for him, which he could not doubt. It was that which made her so submissive and patient in her sickness, so grateful for his care and kindness, so anxious to do something in return.
The sophistication of the world, the flippant irony of Gerty's voice gave place immediately before her earnest dignity and before the look of large humanity which distinguished her so vitally from the women whom he knew. He felt her sincerity of purpose at the same instant that he felt Gerty's shallowness and the artificial glamour of the hot-house air in which he had hardly drawn breath.
It was impossible for these ladies and their companions among whom Lily had at once distinguished both Trenor and Rosedale not to pass, in going out, the table at which the two girls were seated; and Gerty's sense of the fact betrayed itself in the helpless trepidation of her manner.
Selden, for his life, could not keep a note of dryness out of his voice; but he met Gerty's look of perplexity by saying more mildly: "But, though you immensely exaggerate the importance of anything I could do for Miss Bart, you can't exaggerate my readiness to do it if you ask me to."
He was something of a doctor and nurse in his simple way; and, though he had never had much to do with children, his warm heart taught him all that was necessary for Gerty's comfort.
She seemed very much dissatisfied and puzzled. "Why, Gerty," said Willie, "I shouldn't think you knew what praying was." "I don't," said Gerty; "tell me." "Don't you ever pray pray to God?" "No, I don't. Who is God? Where is God?" Willie looked inexpressibly shocked at Gerty's ignorance, and answered reverently, "God is in heaven, Gerty." "I don't know where that is," said Gerty.
The walk up Fifth Avenue, unfolding before her, in the brilliance of the hard winter sunlight, an interminable procession of fastidiously-equipped carriages giving her, through the little squares of brougham-windows, peeps of familiar profiles bent above visiting-lists, of hurried hands dispensing notes and cards to attendant footmen this glimpse of the ever-revolving wheels of the great social machine made Lily more than ever conscious of the steepness and narrowness of Gerty's stairs, and of the cramped blind alley of life to which they led.
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