But indeed that is not at all
a good description of her attitude. She
refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do
about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. It's mighty
lonesome down there for a man bred to cities. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one
there just now. So you are Prudence
Remenham. He made it brief. Come with me, Langley, and bring the lantern. “What
have I been all this time?” she asked herself, and answered, “Just stark egotism,
crude assertion of Ann Veronica, without a modest rag of religion or discipline
or respect for authority to cover me!”
It seemed to her as though she had at last found the touchstone of conduct. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and
shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making,
and a scattering of woollen threads about it. She recognized the cloth at once, waylaid him, and
with that directness of speech particularly hers she explained what she wanted. "
The walls appeared to rock; bulging shadows reached out; the candle flames
became mocking eyes; and the blood drummed thunderously in Spurlock's ears. ”
Michelle stubbed out her cigarette with her foot and
sauntered back to the cafeteria. "
"My conscience acquits me of all share in the offence," replied Jack, humbly. The by now familiar dramatic sigh came.
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