But about his unknown rival he was acutely curious. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. ‘I knew I should find you still here. I ate only enough to keep body and soul together. There was hope for me then. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be.
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