It’s the public entrance. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. The discussion wandered, and was punctuated with bread and butter. She sat in deep thought for a moment or two, and then nodding briskly, dipped the pen in the ink again and began to write. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. . Not that there had ever been any hope of that. ’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said.
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