"Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she
nodded in Spurlock's direction. She tried to be casual. "
"I feel bewildered," said Ruth. What need had she of Gerald,
or anyone? Yet, if he was here, would he not make some foolish game with her
and make her laugh? Instead of behaving in this fashion so stupide, and crying,
crying, crying. The ambitions of his life, and they were many, seemed to
lie far away, broken up dreams in some outside world where the way was rough
and the sky always grey. Winifred Wood was now in her twentieth year. ’
She was seized by two strong hands and drawn close. Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’
Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. For the past four weeks
mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. . To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea
empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you
and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!"
Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger. That she possessed any sense of humour was in itself one of those
human miracles which metaphysicians are always pothering over without
arriving anywhere; for her previous environment had been particularly
humourless. But I will go. And still
you interest yourself in my affairs.
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