Her mother had prepared her for everything. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. “Holy shit!” Giggling and snickering was amplified by asbestos tiles and reverberated by metal desks. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. “He has a stubbly yellow moustache, weak eyes, and great horrid hands. ’ ‘So that you may interest yourself in my affairs even more?’ ‘Then I will go with you,’ he offered. ’ ‘As a matter of fact, it isn’t,’ conceded Gerald. “To the best of my belief, I have never seen the man in my life. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone.
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