Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. He waited. In Singapore that had been her only dissipation: a dozen pairs of silk stockings. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether her aunt was dead or alive. " "But what, in God's name, possessed you? You have already wrecked your own life and now you've wrecked hers. " "Man, she's your wife!" "And I am a thief. ” “I don’t care.
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