From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. Behind every one of these myriad fronts she passed there must be a career or careers. I loved her and made love to her, and I don’t think she quite loved me back in the same way. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath. He hugged her when he saw her in the hallway.
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