Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend. Without care he will die. . Their conversation hung. Heaven knows why! They don’t marry most of us off now until high up in the twenties. She was always asking questions about her mother and supplying the answers. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. She did not know herself. It surprises you. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. His science was a shared secret between them and she felt special to be trusted with them.
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