“The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter. It was a moment before he recognised that the effect had been similar on all those present, including General Lord Charvill. I should have known at a glance if it was. But in his presence a wall of diffidence and timidity encompassed her. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. It was so easy to forget the imminent threats of being discovered during times of peace. It began in the eyes and spread to the lips: warm, embracing, even fatherly. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava.
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