“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Lucy acted the part of savoring the end of the meal, but it was difficult. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!" Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. ’ ‘Don’t you dare. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. I can remove the prisoner at any hour of the night I think fit: and I will remove him. ’ She was obliged to acknowledge the justice of this complaint, and moved further into the passage to allow the men access.
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