The thought had not even occurred to him. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. . Loving was better than that. This—all this swamps them. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said.
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