I was compelled to run away. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. I want a walk. I miss them so. I have an idea that you are in some sort of trouble. There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of its own assertions. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. “I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry.
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