"
Mr. My dear! we’ve
had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things
we’d said—like a rosary of beads. ‘Do not mix yourself in mine, and perhaps you will not die. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. It
is good sometimes to walk with a man who can look God squarely in the face, as
you can. Fresh flowers of
loveliness have budded, expanded, died. Finally she decided that even for an hotel she must look round, and that
meanwhile she would “book” her luggage at Waterloo. "
"I'm afraid I don't understand. It was then
that the young man entered his thought with some permanency: because there
was no apparent reason for his joining the tour, since from the beginning he had
shown no interest in anything.
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