You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. He recalled with exasperating perplexity her clear, matter-of-fact tone as she talked about love-making being unconvincing. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters.
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