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I went to the theatre that night. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. ” She nodded. “I believe,” he said, “that you mean me to be Prime Minister. We propose to disregard all our ties, all our obligations, all the established prohibitions of society, and begin life together afresh. And why, after all, should she not borrow money from Ramage? It was so true what he said; middle-class people WERE ridiculously squeamish about money. The windows of these rooms were obscured with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their mantels were of a class apart. 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. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering.
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