The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. She then opened Lucy’s meager closet and plucked out a pair of heeled boots usually reserved for weddings and funerals. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in the urgency of his hospitality. ‘Certainly I can prove it. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. But underneath this tolerance there is always the vague hope that your manhood will someday reassert itself. I forget. D'ye hear how the wanes creaks on old Winchester House? We shall have a touch on it ourselves presently.
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