I’ve always wanted to look older. ‘Will you stop hedging? I’m hanged if I go on with this ridiculous cat and mouse game. The gong will go at seven-thirty. I put my foot down like—like adamant. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. My servant. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her apparent obedience. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony.
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