” He said flaccidly. Thought she was a nun at first. If you know her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’ ‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. Only now it does not matter at all because Joan has come and has seen me. Practically it was most of the chief interests in life that she proposed to settle in this pedestrian meditation. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. And what's more, I promise to abide by his decision. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep.
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