And in some incomprehensible way, Ramage was confused with Capes; she had a grotesque disposition to persuade herself that this was really Capes who surrounded her, as it were, with wings of desire. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped. One OUGHT to want to please her. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. One cannot trust any man at all. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. ‘I know just what he was doing. The fireplace was at the other end, with the sheeted shapes of two sofas either side. ’ ‘But Marthe, this is idiot. ‘I know you, Gerald. This—this shatters a world!” She tried to feel sorry, but her sense of his immense egotism was strong and clear.
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