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The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. Moments are ages now. They’re just all men, and no one is safe from scandal. “By God!” said Ann Veronica for the first time in her life. She sensed a pelvic exam coming on. 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. Everybody, he felt, must be listening behind their papers. She stood looking down upon him with dilated eyes. "Read that," rejoined Austin, pointing to the placard. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation.

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