But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. He turned. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. A shaft of searing heat plunged downward. He filled his pipe slowly. “Boys!” said Capes. I am something of an old fogey, Anna, I’m afraid, but if you treat me like this you will teach me to forget it. “Why not?” He asked. Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things.
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