I will make her my Grail, and some day, perhaps, if God wills, she shall
become my wife!’”
He looked very hard before him as he said this, and his voice was full of deep
feeling. She had been forced to buy herself
that pair of boots and a walking-skirt, and the pearl necklace at the pawnbrokers’
had yielded very disappointingly. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails
digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. . \" He panted, wiping sweat off of
his brow with a towel. You mustn’t do things like that. . He looked distant, irritated. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll
have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. He stepped back further. She
lunched at a creamery in Great Portland Street, and as the day was full of wintry
sunshine, spent the rest of the lunch-hour in a drowsy gloom, which she
imagined to be thought upon the problems of her position, on a seat in Regent’s
Park.
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