83/134 Elle l'a lien voulu, and if you're married you're married; it's the smoke--or call it the soot!--of the fire. You know, yourself," she roundly pursued, "that Nanda's situation appals you." "Oh 'appals'!" he restrictively murmured. "There you are, you English--you'll never face your own music. It's amazing what you'd rather do with a thing--anything not to shoot at or to make money with--than look at its meaning. If I wished to save the girl as YOU wish it I should know exactly from what. |