‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. Left to Capting Roding, as he told me hisself, you’d be in prison this moment. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. It was horrible.
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