"I can't make you understand; I can't make you see things as I see them. ” “Yes, Lucy, but you could make the same statement looking in the mirror. ’ The girl glanced up the road and turned back, annoyance in her face. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. “Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?” He got up and began to pace the room. ‘No, I don’t see much future in pursuing her down this passage. Maggot. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. He blurted, “I was just telling Lucy that I have finished an important work. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. Would you tell her … now?" his eyes flaming with mockery. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music.
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