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She went to sleep. Presently her head lolled sideways on to the doctor’s shoulder.He glanced down at her pale sleeping face, slowed the car [...], slipped an arm around her and pulled her gently against his shoulder, then settled back in his seat. It was quiet and dark, and after a little while, despite the car’s comfort, chilly, but he made no movement, his face so calm that he might have been sleeping2

His writing was large and flourishing so that what was really only a brief note seemed like a long letter covering two pages. He was free that afternoon, he told her, and would take her out to tea. Would she be at the Pier Restaurant again at half past three? He was hers, Adam.

It was astonishing the number of people who damaged themselves on the way to work in the morning. Christina, examining the cut hand of a girl who had fallen over clutching a milk bottle, forgot all about Dr ter Brandt, forgot about being angry and just a little anxious in case Adam had forgotten her completely, forgot that she was twenty-seven, and on the best authority not a pretty girl; she became absorbed