“Damn!”
said Ann Veronica to herself, rousing herself for a conflict. “It spreads
like wildfire. After all, they’re history in the making. Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his
sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table. Walking to
the station with him. All this—
the island and its affairs—was an old story; but her own peculiar distaste had
vanished to a point imperceptible, for she was seeing the island through her
husband's eyes, as in the future she would see all things. He stalked her, he stared at her, he craved her,
he sidled slinking and propitiatory and yet relentlessly toward her, until at last
she awoke from the suffocating nightmare nearness of his approach, and lay
awake in fear and horror listening to the unaccustomed sounds of the hotel. The door of cabin 2 was open.
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