“I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night. ” Part 4 They sat with tea and strawberries and cream before them at a little table in front of the pavilion in Regent’s Park. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived. "What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. 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. " "No," answered the ruffian, moodily. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor.
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