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April 28 - April 29, 2021
He did not hope to read it for long. Being a man of many aunts, he was fairly certain that the nice old lady in the corner did not propose to travel in silence to London.
“There speaks the police wallah! Can’t you forget you’re a policeman now that you’ve retired into private life?” “Once a policeman, always a policeman, I suppose,” said Luke.
She was about twenty-eight or -nine, he supposed. And she had brains. And she was one of those people about whom you knew absolutely nothing unless they chose that you should….
Luke recovered his composure. “Isn’t that rather a cliché too?” he inquired politely. Bridget flushed. “It’s true, anyway!” “It isn’t. I had every right.” “Nonsense!” Luke looked at her. His face had a queer pallor, like a man who is suffering physical pain. He said: “I have a right. I’ve the right of caring for you—what did you say just now?—of caring so much that it hurts!” She drew back a step. She said: “You—” “Yes, funny, isn’t it? The sort of thing that ought to give you a hearty laugh! I came down here to do a job of work and you came round the corner of that house and—how can I say
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“Liking is more important than loving. It lasts. I want what is between us to last, Luke. I don’t want us just to love each other and marry and get tired of each other and then want to marry someone else.” “Oh! my dear Love, I know. You want reality. So do I. What’s between us will last forever because it’s founded on reality.”
