Then for a time she sat very still. “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. He was about to cut the sergeant short, when his eye fell on a gentleman walking along Piccadilly, his manner uncertain, his eyes shifting as if he sought something out. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. Afterwards we started for a motor ride to a place outside Paris for déjeuner, and I suppose the man’s nerve failed him. She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. Piercing through every crevice in the clothes, it, in some cases, tore them from the wearer's limbs, or from his grasp. Her acrid rose perfume oil that hung in the air that smelled like a head shop, her V. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh.
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