I wanted the magic of love. She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot. Where even to be a Catholic, they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. She sat down awkwardly and helplessly on one of the little stools by her table and covered her face with her hands. Wood—and after him came his daughter. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her. ‘I was not born to this. She glanced at the soft-ticking clock with the exposed brass pendulum upon the white marble mantel, and made a rapid calculation. How could she tell him what indeed already began to puzzle herself, why she had borrowed that money at all? The plain fact was that she had grabbed a bait.
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