They should never come into contact with politics or economics—or any of those things. He recalled with exasperating perplexity her clear, matter-of-fact tone as she talked about love-making being unconvincing. "But vere'll be the use o' vinnin'? you von't live to pay me. "What a wonderful colour!" she exclaimed. Where her husband saw only two youngsters in the mating mood, she felt that tragedy in some phase lurked in this room—if only in the loneliness of these two, without kith or kin apparently, thousands of miles from home. Sheppard let fall her basket. ‘You are outrageous. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. She did not bother with the backpack despite its due tomorrow status. Drummond patted him on the shoulder.
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