The very old lady in the antimacassar touched Ann Veronica’s arm suddenly,
and said, in a deep, arch voice:
“Talking of love again; spring again, love again. ‘You could have fetched me home. It's kind of comforting to have you there. Odd, but he had
never thought of the beach until this girl (who looked as if she had stepped out of
the family album) referred to it with a familiarity which was as astonishing as it
was profoundly sad. You
love Ennison. Ann Veronica had a number of fragmentary impressions of Alice strangely
transfigured in bridal raiment. The occasion of all this confusion and dismay, meanwhile, remained perfectly
motionless; his figure erect, and with somewhat of dignity in his demeanour. ’
‘Yes, but what is it, Jacques?’ demanded the lady. ‘I assure you it was mutual. ‘At least I couldn’t say for
sure. “Solitary walks?”
“That’s the point of them. Diable. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled
up too. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he
had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but
hopeless attachment, almost overcame him.
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