‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly. I wonder why on earth the curtains are drawn. I don’t have to take this shit. He contrasted with Russell, whose intellectual methods were, so to speak, sceptically dogmatic. It had thrust her back with an undignified scuffle, with vulgar comedy, with an unendurable, scornful grin. Suddenly, such a shout as has seldom smitten human ears rent the air. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left.
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