’ Hilary Roding groaned, but obediently followed Gerald as he began to make his way through the trees towards the back to a vantage point from where they might examine the rear of Remenham House. The affair passed at one leap from a spree to a nightmare of violence and disgust. But on Sunday he had been obliged to attend to certain matters for the nuns. ‘Ah. The young ladies in the somewhat mixed society amongst which he moved neither satisfied his taste nor appealed in any way to his affections. For ten years I've been trying to go home, but my conscience will not permit me, I hate the Orient. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had never had a use for her since she had been too old to sit upon his knee. He had done it.
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