She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. She made an abrupt personal appeal. ‘I am not a murderer. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. Also he is ugly. And she would have rushed to him, if she had not been forcibly withheld by her son. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. She remembered Taber's hat. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock. He had had a crush on Lucy since she had arrived, he seemed to find her attractive both for and 8 despite her strangeness. Part of her felt like laughing insanely at how badly she had been duped.
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