She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. ‘She’s terrified. ” Lucy replied. We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. ’ Total bullshit, if you ask me. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. What might it have been?’ Mrs Sindlesham shook her head helplessly. But the general was turning on him, the hint of emotion wiped from his lined features.
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