’ Gerald tutted. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. O'Higgins eyed it thoughtfully. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere. Everything was done in the most legal and imposing way, but the whole thing was a fraud. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. "Still," went on the manager, "they are slaves in a sense; they are bought and sold until their original indebtedness is paid.
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