" "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. "No matter," replied Sheppard. " And he raised it in his arms. He declined to come in. Then it dawned. The elemental woman was always close to the cat: as the elemental man was always but a point removed from the wolf. Nor did he content himself with declaring his guiltlessness of the crime imputed to him, but began in his turn to menace his captor and accuser, loading the latter with the bitterest upbraidings. She felt that she was not alone. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. There is no future for me here.
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