He avoided her gaze, but there was such misery in his face that she almost cried out. I could only say again, I cannot take you with me but neither can I leave you in peace. He waited until the feeling had pooled itself into deadly silence inside him. Forgive me.
Aunt Elizabeth came into the room, angular and elegant in a dress of gold silk voile, a sash round her hips and a wide-sleeved jacket of the same colour. He had simply become the centre, a flower to a bee. It was as if he had struck her. He had always seemed so strong; his feebleness was unbearable.
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