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‘Why did you kiss me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted. "Surely," she said, after a pause, "you don't attach any importance to what my mother has just said. It was perfectly logical. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. 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. Of his own certain knowledge he could tell them that. ’ It was the Press who forced the identity upon me. I didn’t! I didn’t! After all—” For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it was the one desirable thing. He could hardly open the envelope, he trembled so. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise.
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