Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. " "You had better take some refreshment before you start," rejoined Wild. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions. She did not know herself. Terrific shouts were raised by the rabble, who threatened to tear Wild in pieces if he showed himself. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. Lucy could see her striding down a Parisian catwalk quite easily. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them.
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