I worshipped women long before I found any woman I might ever hope to worship. “Dear husband,” she murmured. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. I meant mischief. ‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. ’ His eyes found the girl again, and he added rancorously, ‘Giving birth to you. ” His voice rose and fell amidst the music and the singing of Tristan and King Mark, like a voice heard in a badly connected telephone. ’ ‘What husband?’ ‘Precisely. ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. Only one thing emerged with any reasonable clarity in her mind at once, and that was that unless she was saved from drowning by an unmarried man, in which case the ceremony is unavoidable, or totally destitute of under-clothing, and so driven to get a trousseau, in which hardship a trousseau would certainly be “ripping,” marriage was an experience to be strenuously evaded. He was mad. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained. I know London better than you, and I have had to earn my own living.
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