I'm not interested in him. You understand. She began to weep in long, aching sobs. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. A series of photographs were taken of them: her on the stairs, the couple of them on the stairs, the couple of them in the kitchen, him pinning a red rose corsage with great care and acute sexual frustration. She refused to sleep in the same room with him one night, kicking him in the shins. She looked around the apartment for other people. “I’ve been,” she said, “forbidden to come. The guards, horse and foot, and constables formed a wide circle round it to keep off the mob.
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