He had not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. She thought of how tired she was, how exhausted, how hungry. ’ ‘Yes, a pretty theory, Lucy,’ Gerald said evenly, ‘but for one thing. And it had not shocked her! It was this appalling absence of indignation that had put terror into her heart. ’ Gerald considered. Now what I want you to feel is this.
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