” She rolled over on her face, and stuffed her fingers in her ears to shut out the rhythm from her mind. ’ ‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham. ‘Oh, my God, Melusine, what have I done?’ Melusine shook her head. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. Thames did not attempt to offer him any consolation, for he was almost as much dejected.
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