CHAPTER XXIV. “You had no right—” panted Ann Veronica. He did not explain what had happened to her. She ran 60 past it with melancholic dread towards the slope that led to the ocean. ’ He fitted the hat onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. ” She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to: “What’s the good of pretending? “I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of and indifferent to her proceedings. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman.
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