To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals. It was a pity people had to eat food. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. No doubt they've all been rejected; but he couldn't throw them overboard. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms.
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