She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. It’s an instinct. In your heart you know quite well that all that you have said is useless. Of course, one doesn’t like to talk about things until there are things to talk about. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. Huge trees obscured the view of it. ‘But you said—’ Gerald tutted. She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. Thieves and pickpockets are his constant companions. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty.
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