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She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning. "So that was it? And what the devil are you doing here, moping alone on the beach? Why aren't you with her in this hour of bitterness?" "What can I do?" "You can go to her and take her in your arms. I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. That is what marriage is to most young women: the ultimate escape from the family, from the unwritten laws that govern children. It was Blueskin. It has been proved. Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. I can. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned. Gerald, meanwhile, was off hunting up these lawyers, together with your son, ma’am—’ turning to Mrs Sindlesham ‘—and you know the outcome of that.
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