233/269 "I didn't love you but I hoped I might, and I played the game. I liked to see you in my house. You fitted in and made it more of a home than that barrack had ever been. I began to collect prints and first editions, adjust myself to respectability and even to look forward with pride to a young Gilbert." Alice gave a little cry and put her hand up to her breast. But he was too much obsessed by his own pain to notice hers. |