His curiosity put itself into a question. ” “I can’t work. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. And Suzanne, even that she has behaved to me not at all like a mother, would also not have said. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. “If she is borrowing money,” said Miss Stanley, “she MUST be getting into debt. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad.
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