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Chapter 18
Ifyouwanttolivetogetherwithoutbeingpersecuted,youwillhavetomarry.Tomarry,youbothhavetobedivorced.Sohowareyoubothgoingaboutit?’
Hewassilentforalongtime.
’Howareyougoingaboutitforus?’hesaid.
’WewillseeifDuncanwillconsenttofigureasco-respondent:thenwemustgetCliffordtodivorceConnie:andyoumustgoonwithyourdivorce,andyoumustbothkeepaparttillyouarefree.’
’Soundslikealunaticasylum.’
’Possibly!Andtheworldwouldlookonyouaslunatics:orworse.
’Whatisworse?’
’Criminals,Isuppose.’
’HopeIcanplungeinthedaggerafewmoretimesyet,’hesaid,grinning.Thenhewassilent,andangry.
’Well!’hesaidatlast.’Iagreetoanything.Theworldisaravingidiot,andnomancankillit:thoughI’lldomybest.Butyou’reright.Wemustrescueourselvesasbestwecan.’
Helookedinhumiliation,anger,wearinessandmiseryatConnie.
’Malass!’hesaid.’Theworld’sgoin’toputsaltonthytail.’
’Notifwedon’tletit,’shesaid.
Shemindedthisconnivingagainsttheworldlessthanhedid.
Duncan,whenapproached,alsoinsistedonseeingthedelinquentgame-keeper,sotherewasadinner,thistimeinhisflat:thefourofthem.Duncanwasarathershort,broad,dark-skinned,taciturnHamletofafellowwithstraightblackhairandaweirdCelticconceitofhimself.Hisartwasalltubesandvalvesandspiralsandstrangecolours,ultra-modern,yetwithacertainpower,evenacertainpurityofformandtone:onlyMellorsthoughtitcruelandrepellent.
