As she came in this morning she saw that the lamp was still burning in the study; so she stopped at the door. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. ‘Kill him? Oh. . If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. We mustn’t make it so.
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