She infused menace into her voice. It made me wake up, and there I lay thinking of you, spending your nights up here all alone, and no one to look after you. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. It was still so dark, that nothing could be distinguished except the heavy masses of timber by which the premises were surrounded; but as they advanced, lights were visible in some of the windows. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be easy and colloquial: “You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing.
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