’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. We were properly married, and the certificate is at my lawyer’s. A failure! She must write herself down a failure! At her age, with her ambitions, with her artistic temperament and creative instincts, she was yet to be denied all coherent means of expression. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. ” Chapter XIV “THIS IS MY WIFE” Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits. Down there, whisky raises the very devil with white men.
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