Lost ground must be regained. ” 162 “Mmmm-hmmm. You love Ennison. ” She whispered. You speak as one injured—as though I had been the one to take your name—as though you had been the one to make sacrifices. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. The room in which this interview took place had a sordid and miserable look. Rollo began to cavort.
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