Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. I said I knew he disliked and distrusted you and your work—that you shared all Russell’s opinions: he hates Russell beyond measure—and that we couldn’t possibly face a conventional marriage. Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. Her aunt arrived about halfpast ten, in black and with an unusually thick spotted veil. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them.
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