She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. Again the chalky pallor spread even to her lips, her eyes became lit with the old terror. How did you like Tristan?” Ann Veronica paused the fraction of a second before her reply came. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. “I want to be your friend,” he said. “Is there any urgency?” The doctor bent over his patient, who seemed to have fallen asleep.
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