I despair of you. My dear child, it grieves me to see you in such torment, he said. I did not realise it was so painful. It was too unreal, she could not blame David.
I see only hollowness. How are you? she said. He took her hand and lifted it, his forearm twisted round hers, as if to hold her and keep her away from him at the same time. Clasping the back of the chair as if it were a shield, she turned round very slowly and stared at the sofa that stood across the corner to the left of the door.
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