Thing's upset you a bit. You should go
home today and get some rest. All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark
break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the
perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her,
preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. By now the horses would be
rested and he might go as swiftly back again. He then arose, and, taking a few turns in the chamber, stopped suddenly before
her. You are not a tourist seeking adventure. As you admitted to me—one has to
square one’s self with the world. I knew it. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the
stores. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him,
rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like
stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. ‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. My birthday was on May first. ‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do
not ask me why. ’
Oh, do they? No kitchen service? No feeding of pigs? It was evident that this
woman knew nothing of nuns, if a certain young lady’s artless reminiscences
were anything to go by. She would not forgive me.
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