They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. You are my wife now and you belong to me. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. Never really thought about Him—people don’t. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers.
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