Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. “I was half hoping that I might be allowed to see you home. Your life, and that of your child, are in my power. . If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. Gray and tranquil world! Amazing, passionless world! A world in which days without meaning, days in which “we don’t want things to happen” followed days without meaning—until the last thing happened, the ultimate, unavoidable, coarse, “disagreeable. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. ” “Yes.
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