” She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to: “What’s the good of pretending? “I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of and indifferent to her proceedings. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. When I was younger, I was very sick with a deadly flu. “I got your note just in time,” he remarked. And pouring the contents of a small powderflask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well. His head bent down, intent on kissing her underneath the showerhead. “Well?” she said. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. It did not seem quite fair. She proffered her neck towards him.
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