She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. It’s true. It is we who have become the parasites and toys. “You are talking like a boy. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. White, my landlady, believes his story. She saw his face change, how he regretted. She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know for what—to do, to be, to experience.
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