She tried to imagine herself
“getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or
as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and
independent flat. “I’ll bring it to-morrow. At other
times you seem so innocent that it breaks my heart, when
you look at me like I’m your Prince Charming and you
are depending on me to take you away to my castle in a
world that doesn’t exist! I can take you away from this
place. Together they crept through the erstwhile
drawing room and entered the massive flagged hall. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. ’ She paused,
struggling for the word. He had a
flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of
tanning. "Off with him to Newgate!" cried Jonathan. ‘But you,’ she said in the friendliest way imaginable, ‘are a person tout à fait
sympathique, I think. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again
to haunt her.
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