“I’m not nearly so sure as you. Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. But I will not believe you. When I think of those ateliers of ours, the art jargon, the decadents with their flamboyant talk I long for a twoedged sword and a minute of Divinity. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in contrast with his mere expectation. ‘Don’t concern yourself, Hilary. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. They even talked about friendship.
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