She leaned back in the cab with half-closed eyes. ” “Why not?” “Free woman—and equal. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. " "Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. They had cried a little, both. But there was something in his face at once stupid and invincible that told her he would go on forcing himself upon her, that he would esteem speech with her a great point gained. "So that was it? And what the devil are you doing here, moping alone on the beach? Why aren't you with her in this hour of bitterness?" "What can I do?" "You can go to her and take her in your arms. She refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. ’ She advanced towards him. “I’m a big boy, you know. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.
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