Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. Suddenly she had become afraid. ‘Don’t be silly. That blow made me a thief. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company. It'll be advertised to-morrow. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas.
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