‘And me?’ ‘Oh, you’re mad because you wish to blow off my head. If only for the sake of her argument with her home, she wanted success. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative.
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