“You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads. ’ Gerald laughed. ‘But you are idiot. Let us pass, Sir. He seemed to possess infinite reserves of patience when she refused him or purposely tried to bait and anger him, but his patience only made him seem more sinister. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. Never mind. She had unaccountable gleams of sympathy with and liking for him. There will be no more children in this house, not ever! And if anyone ever tries bringing children into our house again, I shall kill the lot of them. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. “The Chens must already be here.
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