“I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. She lunched at a creamery in Great Portland Street, and as the day was full of wintry sunshine, spent the rest of the lunch-hour in a drowsy gloom, which she imagined to be thought upon the problems of her position, on a seat in Regent’s Park. He was there concealed, waiting her return. ‘Well, she’d better learn fast if she wants any truck with me. This is also the ragged edge of the world, too. "Not dangerously, I hope," returned Thames; "but fly—save yourself. How would he act when he learned that it had vanished? She gathered up the manuscripts and restored them to the envelope. By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath.
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