He moaned. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory. He had reacted by pushing her away, disgust and frustration on his face. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. His face was white.
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