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For some time after Polly's departure Gita lay still, with her brows drawn together. Her usually clear brain felt chaotic. A dog in the manger? Nice rôle for her. She couldn't have-didn't want-Geoffrey Pelham. Why had she alternated sympathy and noble resolutions with a desire to tear Polly's eyes out?
And she was really devoted to Polly-hadn't even ceased to love her when she'd felt like flinging the truth in her face. Vanity? No. something else. Her brain began to flash once more. Geoffrey Pelham loved her and that in a way made him hers. Her sense of possession was outraged. It was as if Polly had made off with her best seventeenth-century sunflower chest. .