’ ‘Yes, a pretty theory, Lucy,’ Gerald said evenly, ‘but for one thing. I know London better than you, and I have had to earn my own living. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. She understood. “I’ll never be happy again! I hate you! But most of all, what you have made me! A flesh-eating demon cannibal, just like you! I should be dead, dead and lying at the bottom of the sea. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. Life is morality—life is adventure. Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. CHAPTER VI.
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