” There was a shout of laughter. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. There it is. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. And, besides, she didn’t just immediately want to make her attempt. Her glasses moved quickly as her glance travelled from face to face. Suppose—suppose a girl did want to start in life, start in life for herself—” She looked him frankly in the eyes. " "Why not?" "I am a thief, a hunted man.
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