She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking. “Well, I have said what I had to say, stumblingly and badly, and baldly. I suppose an intelligent person OUGHT to be interested in political affairs. The telegram reminded Ann Veronica that she had no place for interviews except her bed-sitting-room, and she sought her landlady and negotiated hastily for the use of the ground floor parlor, which very fortunately was vacant. That was the true marvel of it. You may command my services at any time. “I’d run away with you in a heartbeat. I daresay you have the whole thing wrong, Gerald.
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