To think of him as loving her would make all that different. Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. She had to do her thinking at home—under inspection. She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. “You see, dear, one IS passionately anxious for something—what is it? One wants to be CLEAN. I met you here as Lady Ferringhall. This getting up at dawn—real dawn—and working until seven was a distinct novelty. The thought of going back!—the thought of the unknown out there!—" with a tragic gesture toward the east.
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