At last—I told a story. “Look here,” he said, “I brought you here to make love to you. Before I met you I never met any one whom I felt I could love, but you have discovered depths in my own nature I had scarcely suspected. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. I hadn’t heard of him before the trial. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be easy and colloquial: “You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing. We leave this room together. So that the thought of Ann Veronica up-stairs had been extremely painful for her through all the silent dinner-time that night. “No, Lucy, because Satan does not exist.
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