“It isn’t anything to do with our times particularly. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Frequently she would doze in her chair; but the slightest movement on the bed aroused her. “Miserable bounder,” he murmured.
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