He spoke only when he saw the sing-song girl he wanted to buy. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. Leaning upon a gate he looked down into the valley. Gerald sighed. His five o’clock shadow was bristly against her fingers. She mentioned, with familiar respect, Christ and Buddha and Shelley and Nietzsche and Plato. It was her job to keep the house as neat as a pin, up to the high standard that Sheila expected, being a nurse. The whole affair interested him deeply. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived.
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