\"I guess so. He pulled on her shoulder, bringing her mouth to his in a kiss. “I feel shabby and disgraced. Man or woman. One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. ‘I should never have told you. But escape to where? She thought of the ships that sailed from the peninsulas to hot deserts where spices were traded. A familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her belly. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. It came to Spurlock suddenly that if something did not react in his favour inside of five minutes, he was done.
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