She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. Ann Veronica’s experiences of men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always Manning. But it never said: "Tell someone! Tell someone!" Was he something of a moral pervert, then? Was it what he had lost—the familiar world—rather than what he had done? He stared dully at the footrail. Visible underneath his collar were some metal tags. I shall always be kind to him; I sha'n't bait him. ’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. " "It's all so big and aloof. ’ Gerald grinned.
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