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I suppose that’s the gist of the whole thing. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. ‘What’s more, I wouldn’t blame her. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object.
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