There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. “She doesn’t know. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. It comforts him when he is most forlorn. I have made up my mind to insist upon moving from here into Park Lane, or one of the Squares. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. Even the basest objects sold in the 24 roadside shops were beautiful in some way. “It would be easier if Katy would just lay off. “I am going,” she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. . He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. I guess we could go for a ride.
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