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. F. The walls are too high, and the windows too stoutly barricaded in this quarter, to admit such a supposition. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. ‘One would take it that the house had been ransacked. But we’ve got the brains to get over that, and tongues in our heads to talk to each other. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well. His head bent down, intent on kissing her underneath the showerhead. She was standing there, smiling at the audience as at her friends.
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