They bounced without merriment over bumpy Roman roads, and by the time they arrived she was extremely nauseous. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. By a sort of instinct. She hated being angry, the uselessness of it all, the frustration.
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