She was powerless to move from her chair. ’ Her breath tightened and she was obliged to control an inner ferocity. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. “I’ve gotta go. And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband. Even WITH the Censorship of Plays there’s hardly a decent thing to which a man can take his wife and daughters, a creeping taint of suggestion everywhere.
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