I may want you. "Raise your vice, and lave off coughin'," added Terence. ‘You’ve cause to be grateful to Gerald, then. ‘I will not, if you will assure me that an imbecile is a better marriage prospect than a starving pig. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. ‘But for now, I’m taking you home. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy. It’s not a bit of good pretending there’s any Higher Truth or wonderful principle in this business. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames.
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