If I were to marry you now I should feel a dependent being all my life—a sort of parasitical creature without blood or muscle. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields. “Like what, Lucy?” She saw the panic threaten to overtake him. ’ ‘When you begin to tell the truth,’ Gerald told her severely, ‘I shall be happy to believe you. A crisis of some kind was toward. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust and terror.
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