Two things haunted him that night—the man that lay mangled on the ground at the market and the fear he saw etched in Madeline’s eyes. Somehow, Gabriel felt as if that intense, raw fear she felt was more than just because of what happened in the market. Unfortunately, he couldn’t piece together what made her so frightened. She wouldn’t talk about it, either. “Madeline, I’m really sorry you had to see that,” Gabriel said softly as they returned to their hotel room. She would hardly even look at him, just stealing occasional glances but otherwise, avoiding eye contact altogether. “He-He didn’t deserve to die,” she replied just as quietly, but then shook her head. “I’m sorry, but I can’t stay here right now. I need some air.” She walked right past him and out the door, and Gabriel found himself staring at the closed door far longer than he had anticipated. If only there was something he could do to rectify the day… An hour passed and still she didn’t return, so instead of worrying himself raw over her, he locked himself in the bathroom and spread his research materials out around him, mainly focusing on the butterfly Miraculous and the purple-orbed staff. There had to be some sort of connection. The staff led him straight to the Miraculous. It couldn’t have been just a coincidence, could it? Gabriel poured over the documents, looking closely at all the details in each image of the Miraculous holders. They were simple depictions, but he got the gist of it. “This is supposed
Marcel looked over his shoulder as well, to see that the girl had already left. Without much else thought, he left his sister there in the wide open clearing just to run to this girl. He wasn’t going to lose her that easily, she was far too intriguing. The young man could hear his sister’s protest, but she would just have wait. This ‘angel’ was had peaked his interest,” Hey!”
Gabriel seems to be very curious of the girl's past, and he believed that "perhaps she had not told him all the story" of her late husband Michael. He observes her quietly, slowly examining everything, trying to understand the woman along with her past. Gabriel tried to picture what this woman looked like in her younger days, and tried to get an idea of what made Michael sacrifice himself for
Gabriel was born into the prestigious Duvall family and was raised by his mother Eleanor from a young age. Whenever he had an erection, his nanny, Ava Vilka, would take care of it by saying Gabriel shouldn't touch it or it would fall off. When Gabriel was fourteen, Eleanor made his maid, Julia Lonegan, help him take a bath and Julia noticed he was erect. Gabriel asked her to take care of it while repeatedly asking "please". When she wouldn't do so, he raped her. After he was done, he held her in his arms like a mother would hold a child. When Julia told Eleanor about the rape, she threw her out, calling her a whore, and gave her a great deal of money to silence her while Gabriel watched. Gabriel eventually went to military school and then became
The second section begins with Florence in the church after a long time. She remembers her childhood and bitterness she had toward Gabriel because he was their mother’s favorite. Leaving behind Gabriel and their mother, Florence bought a ticket to NYC where she married Frank. She then remembers a letter from Deborah, Gabriel’s first wife where she assumed that Gabriel had an affair and a child.
He analyzes his surroundings and thoughts while he is admiring her "tangled hair and half open mouth" wondering about her past. Gabriel also shows a very thoughtful quality that shows care for the woman although they had never lived as husband and wife. Gabriel lets us know that the woman's ex-husband had died for the somehow. He is honest as he keeps admiring her, saying that he knew her "face was no longer beautiful." He claimed to know this was
Gabriel is distant with the people for a moment he feels lost he is thinking about the people about everything is happening around him. He is disconnected from the people around him. "Gabriel hardly heard what she said" sums up his state. He looks out the window of the Morkans' drawing room and thinks "How pleasant it would be to walk out alone, first along the river and then through the park!" He is even cut off from the sensual pleasures offered by this celebratory holiday gathering. He foregoes sweets for dessert, eating a stick of celery instead an insult, probably, to his Aunt Julia, who made the pudding. In short, he lacks the emotional intelligence of the protagonist of "The Sisters," and it is this very lack that will lead to his painful downfall at the climax of the story.Gabriel is alienated, as well.
The one thing that helped Madeline tolerate not being able to go outside was the glass window in the white room, it made her feel more normal and made her felt like she was outside, and if madeline had one wish it would be to run outside like a wild animal. It
In The River, Gabriel experienced the loss of his father which tremendously “shook” his life. This sorrow continued for many years and “turned his life around”. He no longer was the adventurous Gabriel he was the sad and quiet Gabriel. But later on in his life, he ended up with the joy of going back to his father’s company and where he worked and where Gabriel was raised. As a result of the sad event of his father's death, he got the happy life he deserved with Tabitha.
“Gabriel had not gone to the door with the others. He was in a dark part of the hall gazing up the staircase. A woman was standing near the top of the first flight, in the shadow also. He could not see her face but he could see the terra-cotta and salmon-pink panels of her skirt which the shadow made appear black and white. It was his wife. She was leaning on the banisters, listening to something. Gabriel was surprised at her stillness and strained his ear to listen also. But he could hear little save the noise of laughter and dispute on the front steps, a few chords struck on the piano and a few notes of a man's voice singing.” (Joyce, 144)
“Without me?” Gabriel called from the top of the carpeted stairs; a fake offended expression on his face. As Gabriel ran down the stairs, Castiel scoffed. He was shocked his little brother didn’t fall. Gabe was typically a clumsy guy, so it was expected. “Morning, Cassandra.”
Jarrod felt her father’s eyes on him, causing the nerves he’d built up to shake apart, but he got them under control and cleared his throat. “I didn’t know you were leaving.”
Sebastian Unwin climbed into the airship, still wearing his armor and a large sack was thrown over his shoulder. He didn't need a chest like the other knights had for transporting their armor safely, not having many things by choice, so he decided to wear it on the trip back home, it would be easier and feel less heavy if he wore it rather than carried it in the sack like the rest of his clothes. Sebastian hadn't brought many things with him when he left to train at the academy, he didn't have much to take. His sack had a few pairs of old clothes, which did not fit well due to his more muscular frame. Thanks to his training, Sebastian was no longer the lanky teenager he was when he left. There was also a pair of old shoes and a plain wooden box that contained all the letters from his best friend, and now his ward, princess Aewyn Darkwin-Revalon. He had missed her dearly during his time away and had written to her often to try and ease the guilt he felt for leaving. The two of them had grown up together in the castle, being fairly close in age, and his parents being trusted and higher ranking help in the castle. His father was one of the King's personal knights and his mother one of the Queen's lady in waiting, so Sebastian grew up not wanting for much.
Anase wakes up from her bed and sighs. Mother knocks on the door, “Anase, you awake?” Anase doesn't answer and her mother opens the door, poking her head through the doorway, “Honey, someone’s here to see you.” Anase’s heart stops, she could only guess who. Coming down the stairs, Anase immediately recognizes the very tall hooded man who turns to her and smiles too fakely, “You ready, Anase?” Mother smiles, “Of course she is, aren't you Anase?” Anase smiles too horrified to say no. The man, Ender, grabs her arm, “We’ll be back Mrs. Ora.” Anase looks pleadingly back at her mom, who had closed the door.
She looked mournful, and tears were at the corners of her own eyes, but she kept them in as best she could. "I 've heard the news about him. It was very sweet of you to visit him and to be this concerned, I would have..." then she stopped herself.
Once upon a time there was an old and scary town with only a few people living there. One of those few people was a beautiful girl named Katherine. The town was ruled by an evil prince named David. He had an assistant named Sam, who was very young and only had that job because his parents abandoned him. Everyone who lived in the town feared David, so they stayed in their house. But Katherine was very lonely because her kids were at school and her husband died, so she liked to go out and explore.