’ ‘Indeed?’ said Gerald, surprised. “After all, it’s our honeymoon. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure. 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. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. "Sometimes a cup of lies is a cheering thing," replied the trader. She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. ’ Ignoring this, the major slipped his hands about her waist and lifted her to her feet.
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