When John’s parents weren’t home, they made love in his bedroom. God only knows what I have done, or left undone. “Oh, damn!” he said. "You heard me say it! It was inevitable. Niente. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. ‘And it is me you dare accuse? It is yourself you should arrest. "I guessed what was coming. "However, I will be there. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. ” “I do want to tell you things, nevertheless.
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