But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. She said she hoped she had not distressed him by the course she had felt obliged to take, and he told her not to be a fool. But the figure was evidently too intent on peering within the ballroom to pay any attention to what might be occurring outside. He was the social order; he was law and wisdom. Perhaps it was just as well there was no inherited memory. And her mother, looking unusually alert and hectic, wore cream and brown also, made up in a more complicated manner. He had come to Anna’s rooms from a dinner party, and he was in evening dress. “You could have told me about it, Michelle. “I am sorry,” he said slowly.
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