” Ann Veronica was stung to helpless anger. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. Lucy thought of a song that she had not been able to get out of her head since the Fifties. ’ Gerald’s jaw tightened. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. He conveyed not only his sense of the extreme want of correctitude in their unsanctioned meetings, but also that, so far as he was concerned, this irregularity mattered not at all, that he had flung—and kept on flinging—such considerations to the wind. This world over here! Everything's upsidedown or back-end-to. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. She has no proof—yet.
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