My thanks, by the by. Clotilde pried Fritz from Lucy’s left leg where he was clinging. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. ‘All this gadding about. His lawful wife; but nothing more; beyond that she was only an idea, a trust. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity.
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