” “Well, fuck you too. They tried to read illustrated papers in an unconcerned manner and with forced attention, lest they should catch the leaping exultation in each other’s eyes. ’ The full story—or as much as Gerald knew—of Valade’s machinations shocked the old lady so much that she was obliged to recruit her strength with a refill from the Madeira decanter. You never can go back. Once or twice she commented upon it, but she knew that it was resultant of his fear of her impending departure. She had a feeling as though something had dropped from her eyes, as though she had just discovered herself for the first time—discovered herself as a sleepwalker might do, abruptly among dangers, hindrances, and perplexities, on the verge of a cardinal crisis. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him.
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