She could not help devouring him a little with her eyes across the Burger King booth, handsome shoulders visibly solid underneath his ridiculous polo shirt, his eyes all sweetness and light. She attempted by a sheer act of will to end the scene, to will herself out of it anywhere. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. He kissed her cheek.
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