If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. . She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment. It does not work, I still suffer madness. Take my child to—it is—oh God!—I am sinking—take it—take it!" "Where?" shouted Wood. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet.
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