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‘What?’ gasped Alderley in shock. She had a horrible glimpse of the once
nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very
muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared,
white, but triumphant. ‘Will you stop hedging?
I’m hanged if I go on with this ridiculous cat and mouse game. "I don't think that's likely. He was carelessly dressed, and there were
marks of unrest upon his features. Old thoughts,
old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied
myself happy,—as happy as I am now. I would like to talk to
you about this—soon. "
"To be sure! Nothing entertains me so much. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come
round. “So I see that you have become content with your
hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your
Martin Chen!”
“Who?”
“Your limp-wristed lover!”
“Um. “This is my way back to my
side of the Park,” she said. ‘It is in
truth you?’
‘Of course it is I. Oh, goodness! Bilking! Ann
Veronica, you’re a bilker!”
Pause. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night.
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