“You’ll do no such thing, Sheila. She addressed Capes as though she spoke to him alone. “She has been to my flat before. Ruth went on to explain. “Let us escape,” she said. But with the morning, the glorious unstained morning the passion of living would stir even the blood of a clod. Wood became sensible that he was not alone. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. She became angry with herself. I ate only enough to keep body and soul together. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. "And now, mark me.
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