To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!" Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger. Ruth had lived in a world without caresses. Bodies were piled high in the streets, Sebastian went on rounds and would come back late at night, reporting horrors and robberies, death that came within hours, not days. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. He was unable to possess Lucy's hand as he had in the cinema, separated by the annoying chasm between the van's plush seats. ’ ‘Oh, that,’ Gerald said cautiously. "Jack," said the other, sternly; "don't provoke me further, or I'll give you a thrashing. The ball passed over his head, and lodged in the ceiling.
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