They are our food, Lucia, nothing more. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. I am apparently a beast, a pig and an imbecile, too, if memory serves me. She had learned this art in skirts, and knew well how not to be disadvantaged. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. “Let me introduce my friend to you,” Courtlaw said. “The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. A big breakfast is healthier anyway, so they say.
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