“David,” she said, “you are not a coward, are you?” “I do not know,” he muttered. " "Death and the devil! what a cursed interruption!" cried Jack, impatiently. Perhaps she was. “Is that you, Nigel?” she asked. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel. The vast area in front of Westminster Hall was thronged with people, and it was only by a vigorous application of their staves that the constables could force a passage for the vehicle. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. She glanced at him and made a dismissive gesture. And then they disgorged. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. I had a vague sort of idea that this was the region where one finds apartments, so I told my cabman to drive in this direction while I sat inside his vehicle and endeavoured to form a plan of campaign.
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