She was aware of it
now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in
a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room
and pretend not to hear. Perhaps
marriage hurt. Had he been sick in the mind when he had done this damnable thing? It did not
seem possible, for he could recall clearly all he had said and done; there were no
blank spaces to give him one straw of excuse. And when I ask you why it is you do so, you
have no answer. There is a musical
programme, and we have the windows open and blinds up, and a pink lamp
shade over the piano lamp—a sort of advertisement of the place, you know. "And equally easy to prove it," replied Jack, giving him the paper he had
abstracted from Wild. "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice. \"I told you he likes you!\" She whispered hotly into
Lucy's ear.
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