I cannot protect you. Tell him about the island, the coconut dance, the wooden tom-toms; read to him. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. “NOW!” said Ann Veronica. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. The man was mad to marry me.
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