From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. The stags and oxen and things all have to fight for us, everywhere. ’ ‘That is what you thought of me. " "Oh, that!" He raised his head, staring at her in blank astonishment. She intercepted the glance the spinsters exchanged, and immediately sensed that she had said too much. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. "Yes … but dreadfully tired.
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