. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. “I’ve been thinking—all the afternoon. ‘You imbecile. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs.
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