’
You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. All we do
is for your good. My feelings overpower
me. I'm
nearly nabbing you. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the
packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. I ask
you, although it is not my place to ask you, to return home. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the
wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. ’
‘Don’t be too sure,’ said Miss Froxfield darkly, with a mischievous glance at
her betrothed. “It’s odd,” said Ann Veronica, re-entering the flat. She rose
from her chair, and began walking up and down the room restlessly. You did not marry her because you loved
her; you did not marry because she might have had money; you did not marry
her out of gratitude; you did not marry her because you had to. What do you say to Brighton——”
Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. It
reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina
had told her about a sculptor named Farhat.
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