” Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. ” Anna laid down her serviette. . I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. And how can I get into one brief letter the complex accumulated desires of what is now, I find on reference to my diary, nearly sixteen months of letting my mind run on you— ever since that jolly party at Surbiton, where we raced and beat the other boat. On his way he made a slight divergence from the direct route and paused for a moment outside the flat where Anna was now living. Mr. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened.
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