But, Gerald, do you believe there is a secret passage indeed?’ ‘Well, we covered every inch of the house and grounds, and I swear she never left that room by way of the door. I could not dream of loving you. ’ ‘Like your father,’ Gerald put in deliberately. “You’re not a virgin, are you?” It was as much an accusation as a question. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. For that matter, my future be damned. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes.
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