She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. ‘You did not find Gosse, that is seen, but—’ ‘Gosse? Gosse? Who’s this here Gosse then?’ ‘He is the Frenchman of whom I told you. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust and terror. A species of vertigo seized him. Jack affected to close the door, but left it slightly ajar. I must go to work again.
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