He saluted awkwardly. ” “You have no right at all,” she answered. Odd, but he had never thought of the beach until this girl (who looked as if she had stepped out of the family album) referred to it with a familiarity which was as astonishing as it was profoundly sad. From where had he come, and why? An author! To her he would be no less interesting because he was unsuccessful. It was obvious that he had waited for her. But think of the disillusionment! Except for our sex we have minds like men, desires like men. Meat pies with sweet crust were stuffed with macaroni, steaks of pork and beef were pounded thin and grilled rare, capons had been marinated in plum wine and cinnamon, and veal sausages stewed in cream were served over fine noodles: all the dishes that he loved were present. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything. " But he searched in vain. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. ” Anna laughed, and went back to her easy chair. Those grand designs in the dome of St.
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