He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. It was her past now, not Annabel’s. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. ‘Civilian peace-keeping forces, you know. But about the unknown Englishman she was not so satisfied. ‘Never mind where. I understand. The other kicked over the traces a bit, made rather a hit with her singing at some of those French places, and went the pace in a mild, ladylike sort of way. It’s just like your Splendid Pride to do it.
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