“You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. The thought of beauty became an obsession. ’ He thought she wished to conceal her identity because of the connexion with you, and he offered her an engagement at once. She held out her arm straight before her, and turned her hand this way and that. I’m the sort of dog, if you turn it out of the room it lies down on the mat at the door. In all these weeks she had not once knelt to pray.
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