She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. He played variations on this theme for the better part of an hour. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. He recoiled from the sting. Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. Here and there, a building might be seen with the doors and windows driven in, and all access to it prevented by the heaps of bricks and tilesherds. It was the girl. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. Never. Beyond that everything was nebulous.
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