She pushed him gently
on the chest. They've paid for their lodging. Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming
on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was
all the same really. We know London, and you are a stranger here. I never have known you. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy
face from me?
She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the
Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned
some verse of tender lyric beauty. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the
station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. "
CHAPTER V. "I'll pledge you in that
toast with all my heart. She fluttered it with
a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven
breath behind it.
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