A moment before he had been a strong man, she had been in his power, a poor helpless thing. Life is a patchwork of impressions, of vanishing personalities. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. He got out of the car and lifted her from the convertible before she could open the door. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. You are your own Heaven and your own Hell, Lucy. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. “Read this, John. ’ ‘You mean the bookroom, miss. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. So kind, so good to me always. Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept.
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