‘This is a private house,’ Hilary said severely, ‘and you are trespassing. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. “I have not left this apartment myself. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality.
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