“Are you speaking to me?” she asked calmly. ” “She invited me to dinner anyway. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. I’ll go after them and kill him. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. Open it. ” Part 4 They lay side by side in a shallow nest of turf and mosses among bowlders and stunted bushes on a high rock, and watched the day sky deepen to evening between the vast precipices overhead and looked over the tree-tops down the widening gorge.
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