Odd, but he had never thought of the beach until this girl (who looked as if she had stepped out of the family album) referred to it with a familiarity which was as astonishing as it was profoundly sad. Martha had the square look of solid English citizenry, which was not deceiving. . ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream.
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