She shook her head. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. She would be surrendering to all her impulses—particularly the good impulses—many of which society had condemned long since because they entailed too much trouble. There is no Heaven for your mother. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. The joke of it is that he’s married to her now, and cuts me dead.
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