He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas. Women! He is always chanting the praise of some discovery; sometimes it will be a native, often a white woman out of the stews. He was aware of trying to scream because he was paralyzed and his legs would not move. The overnight nervous strain began to tell; she became inattentive to the work before her, and it did not get on. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty.
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