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She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. ’ ‘Don’t you dare. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. “I wonder which of us enjoys that most,” said Capes—“does he, or do we?” “He seems to get a zest—” “He does it and forgets it. Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. It’s Italian. It's kind of comforting to have you there.
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