"You may," replied Jack: "I'll fight for you to the last gasp. ” His voice assumed an easy
detached tone. Cathy had not even noticed that she
herself was wet and trailing water everywhere. “It is
nothing of any importance. She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the
manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. So he liked to go by a different train. He could not
make good his hold. ’
Jack blinked. Tell
him about the island, the coconut dance, the wooden tom-toms; read to him. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to
bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the
study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. ’
‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’
‘Mrs Sindlesham.
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