E. ‘She may well try to go back. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. You dear, dear girl. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. Wood, however, was too much excited to attend to the caution.
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