A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed. Her lips were dry and cracked. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. White’s,” she said, “and if he is going to persist in this delusion, we cannot both remain here. I thought perhaps you were staying with them, as you did not seem particularly anxious to recognize your old friends. Nevertheless, relief washed over her, her body rejoicing in the afterglow of twenty years of tension released.
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