She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. “Shut up, you little faggot. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. ” Annabel saw Ennison first, and noticing his single companion calmly ignored him. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. But, by Jove! it’s going to make our loving a fiercely abstract thing. He returned the locket without comment. He had not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. Do you think that I am utterly selfish?” She raised her eyebrows. ’ The snaking suspicion rolled through his mind again.
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