“Ass!” he went on, still warming. He worried me to marry him. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. I am sorry that I do not know any one in London. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. This is clear over my head.
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