She hastened past. A few words passed between him and the thief-taker as the latter came up; after which, all the party—with the exception of Quilt, who was left on shore —embarked within the wherry, which was pushed from the strand and rowed swiftly along the stream—for the tide was in its favour—by a couple of watermen. “No thanks, Cathy. She turned her head to each side. Any natural fineness would be numbed by drink. So he found her when he came round the corner of the spinney. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. But you need not fear,’ she added, shaking him off. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. Not one of them but bore the marks of having been engaged in a recent and severe conflict. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company. (“Good job.
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