She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate. For a time they were very difficult. She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. The quarry had passed out into the open sea. His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. I only know that it is right to do what I do. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time.
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