Threw it out. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. “I’m so glad you’re here, Peter,” she said. An immediate halt took place. “If only I could afford another!” she thought regretfully. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. He leapt down into the haha surrounding the terrace, and saw that the nun was there also and backing towards him, anxiously checking now and then above the level of the terrace. I'm glad of it, I'm sure; for it's all owing to him his poor mother's here.
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