" "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. She let him take off her skirt as she ritualistically removed his jeans along with his boxers. He stood before her. She had become unashamed of her nudity, altogether unfocused on her appearance. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. He was detained. He stopped abruptly before the apparently incurious Chinaman. ” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner. Kneebone, his impertinence was copied to the letter by Solomon. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy. Life is morality—life is adventure. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. “Can you spare me a moment?” he asked.
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