CHAPTER XIX. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. “Eight pounds,” she plunged, and added foolishly, “fifteen pounds will see me clear of everything. ’ ‘Which is exactly what started us off,’ Gerald said to his friend with a grin, as he gave up his injured hand to the other’s ministrations. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. She was consumed by misery and hate. She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. And then they talked of Anarchism and Socialism, and whether the former was the exact opposite of the latter or only a higher form. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled.
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