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Earles
asked sharply. She stared
down at them from a high window, peering down at their
moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed
where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your
hand and grip your fingers upon it. Detention was merry for the other detainees. None of the things they said and did were altogether new to Ann Veronica, but
now she got them massed and alive, instead of by glimpses or in books—alive
and articulate and insistent. ” She took a step. “He was no help to the police, just babbled on about
how he was going to marry your Mom and how he was in
love with her, that they he had lost his true love, Michelle
insisted on repeating that to me, ‘He lost his true love. But he tells them that I am a spy. “These two haven’t been lovers for a long time. “What
have I been all this time?” she asked herself, and answered, “Just stark egotism,
crude assertion of Ann Veronica, without a modest rag of religion or discipline
or respect for authority to cover me!”
It seemed to her as though she had at last found the touchstone of conduct. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a
moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of
Oxford. You may enjoy your
pride, your arrogance—in a coffin. The risk I run is
nothing to yours. “But you’re wrong.
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