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" "Ah, I see. ” He stood quite silent for a moment, his eyes fixed upon her face. ‘You don’t mind if I sit down?’ She considered him a moment, her head a little on one side. “He naturally does not wish for connexions which are—I do not wish to hurt you feelings, Anna, but I must say it—not altogether desirable. Between comrades it is the most usual thing in the world, and I do not see how your sex intervenes. The psychic vibration of him thickened the air of the room as if he were already inside. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. No, not one little bit. She got pregnant. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. He pulled away. "Oh, yes!—for always!" He took her hands and pressed them upon his thrumming heart; and in this attitude they remained for some time. Too late. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive.

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