‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. ‘At least I couldn’t say for sure. He ran back to his car, glancing only once at the man in the car. ‘That would have grieved Jarvis. He was damned if he knew what to do. In this room was my ruin begun: in this room it should be ended. Her family are solid West End people, Kensington people. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement.
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