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‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. ‘You are really not helping matters, my friend. He returned, blue towel in hand. “I—I didn’t love the man I was engaged to,” she said. Mike had suffered severe depression in his first years with the Becks, but had grown to think of them as his natural family to the degree that his past seemed like a distant memory. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering lights. She discovered a desire to enter as a student in the Imperial College at Westminster, where Russell taught, and go on with her work at the fountain-head. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. You're welcome to it.
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