I cannot explain beyond that. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. Then he turned to Anna. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. But a far greater affliction was in store for her. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. Ennison’s signet-ring had cut nearly to the bone. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly placed cards bearing the word ————————————— | APARTMENTS ————————————— | in the clear bright windows. I can’t love you. Jonathan Wild must have stolen it from her.
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