They walked across a moat of pea gravel
that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. Then the long lashes sank demurely over them. “You have no right to hold me to a bargain
which on your side was a lie. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating
disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him,
to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. ‘Obstinate fool!’
She saw Gosse raise a hand, and dug into her nun’s habit for the knife she had
not thought to need. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. One cannot expect that
soldiers can be sympathique to one they believe may be a French spy. Her acrid rose perfume oil that hung in
the air that smelled like a head shop, her V. ‘Hollow. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father,
taking his lonely way to sea. That would
be fun, eh?"
"I wonder if you know how kind you are? You are like somebody out of a book.
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