The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. “But of course it’s aunt’s doing really. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. The perception of him flooded her being. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly. She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. She found a little difficulty in beginning. “He is evidently a friend of Mrs. ’ ‘Ah, non?’ Her voice was neutral. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so.
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