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“Now,” he said, quietly, “it’s time we stopped this nonsense. It’s just upon my lunch-time. I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. Had she said the words aloud? He pulled her close and she nuzzled her head on his chest. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. ” His arms were around her. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black across the front of a high close-drawn collar. She would be haunted by the visions of their mad faces in her dreams for the next hundred years. He divorced her. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in contrast with his mere expectation. ‘—and I love your raven hair, and your bright blue eyes, and your very kissable lips—’ suiting the action to the words ‘—and I love the crazy way you speak English, and the way you curse at me.
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