I got myself locked up to cool off. Spurling, drily. Ownership seemed only a reasonable return for the cares and expenses of a daughter’s upbringing. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. Lucy inhaled deeply. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. "Is my house to be made a receptacle for all your natural children, Sir? Answer me that. At present I cannot marry, I will not become bound even to any one.
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