‘Oh, you are making a game with me. Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. He was not in love with her en désespoir which, he said, was necessary if a man would marry without getting a dowry from his wife. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. . Only I’m so incensed with that crazy fool Gerald that—oh, well, never mind. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written.
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