“Your sex is a terrible fraud. . She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge
joyously. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. “Thank you. She hid behind a mirage
of piety, just as I do. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my
God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!”
His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. Her knees were trembling, her whole frame
was shaken with sobs. ‘That—that—why do you
speak of him?’
‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and
watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain. ”
“You would let him—knowing—all that you know?”
“Why not? She is my flesh and blood. ‘Do you think I do not know? What am I doing here, do you think?’
‘That’s just exactly what I’ve been asking myself,’ he returned. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood.
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