He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. He rolled on top of her, pinning her with his arms and forming a tented cage. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. In a tall glass the rind of a Syrian orange was arranged in spiral form. It’s the only clean way for us. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. Herein was the sum of human knowledge in essence. . At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. And―and he wanted to help you. “I do mean that,” she declared. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. “Enter Sir John, very honest, very much in love with me. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face.
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