"Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. Afterward, one afternoon, he hovered about her, and came and sat beside her and talked of beauty and the riddle of beauty for some time. He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. ’ ‘I also said, if you remember, that I could not promise not to do so. Later. ‘I trust you were not altogether disgusted when I kissed you. She was quite assured that she would never see him again. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. “Let me help you,” he begged.
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