She stared at him. The man’s statement was explicit, and spoken with confidence. She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. ‘Unless he is himself a man of substance. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. From what she could tell, he truly had convinced himself that he was in love with her, but she knew that his ardor would fade eventually inasmuch as she knew John’s would. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. "Try fifty pounds more," said Jonathan. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside.
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