She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. To compare me to a starving pig. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. Deny me, if you please.
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