The clerk at the Raffles Hotel had accorded her but scant interest. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. . Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis.
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