At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. An uncomfortable silence followed. Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. They rose as she approached. " Hastening from this heart-rending spectacle, Jack soon reached the grating that divided the men's compartment from that appropriated to the women. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. It’s John.
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