A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. Then pain entered their depths. His eyes closed. Suddenly she had become afraid. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. She’s very special. McClintock would be on hand to tell her how and where to obtain this freedom. I’m a Socialist, Miss Stanley. That he should pay forty pounds to help this girl who preferred another man was no less in his eyes than a fraud and mockery that made her denial a maddening and outrageous disgrace to him.
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