Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. ” Teddy made some confused noise, a thoracic street row; some remark was assassinated by a rival in his throat and buried hastily under a cough. ‘How do you know?’ ‘Exactly,’ pounced Roding bitterly. And like that gospel it meant something, something different from its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true. He has nothing to fall back upon, no substitute; but a woman always has the mother love.
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