What the hell's going on? Anne's face was alight with astonishment. No, I'm not leaving you. I can offer you nothing—not marriage, not children, not a normal life; nothing. Walk round the room, if you want, he said.
I know, my dear beloved one, he said. Have you indeed? I shall have to consider that. What's happening to me? she thought wildly. Sometimes at night I can still hear the echo of it —as if the screams have stopped but the air's still ringing with them.
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