’ ‘Oh yes, yes. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. He accepted this confession conditionally: that no young man had kissed her. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. “It’s best,” he said, “to make it a good round sum. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. ‘We don’t know who she is. It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket.
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