But had he been generous? Outside in the street, and walking fast, he had been conscious of a feeling of relief, yes—almost of exultation. The business was done with; he could get back to work; and he had felt himself gloating a little, youth with the apples in its pocket, and the gardener fooled. But in that moment of meanness he had—as it were—turned suddenly about and discovered the face of that other and smirking self, the male thing naked and unashamed. Shocked? Yes, he had been shocked. He sat at the window a…
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