She gloried in it: he needed her. . If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. And I think also that Gosse—I mean that one who calls himself Valade—stole it. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. But it’s only now I’m able to do it. And besides—We’re going to live, Ann Veronica! Oh, the things we’ll do, the life we’ll lead! There’ll be trouble in it at times—you and I aren’t going to run without friction. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart.
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