He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. ” “Delusion!” he muttered, glaring at her. It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom. As he returned to the table, he put his finger to his nose; and, though he said nothing, he thought he had a much better chance of winning his wager. She was never violent when angry: she became as calm and baffling as the sea in doldrums. Vee’s all right. She pulled the trigger. “They seem to come to you as naturally as disappointment—to other people.
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