“Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. For hours he seemed to have pleasant dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares where he could hear her calling to him through a fog.
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