while we can,’ Kimble managed, and dragged himself onto his knees. ’ ‘Forgive me, but if that is the case, I don’t quite see why you should run away. In all her life no living thing had had to depend upon her, not even a dog or a cat. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed.
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