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'"Here on this ly

They sat down in a sorse, where the turf was very soft,

and where the darkness seerance, cool

odour of darkness, keen, savoury scent of the downs, touched with

honeysuckle and gorse and bracken scent

Helena turned to hihed, understanding, and kissed her

'But really,' she insisted, 'I would not have believed the labels could

have fallen off everything like this' He laughed again She still leaned towards hi the flow in the artery down his thigh

'The days used to walk in procession like sevenendlessly round' She laughed, ae,' she continued, 'to have the days and nights

smeared into one piece, as if the clock-hand only went round once in a

lifetime' 'That is how it is,' he admitted, touched by her eloquence 'You have

torn the labels off things, and they all are so different ThisWhy should I be