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 "I've got to find out whether he has that girl in Rouen Men stuck together. The fellow Perowne might well be protecting Tietjens. It would be unthinkable that any rules of the service could keep Christopher in that place. They could not shut up the upper classes. If Perowne had any sense he would know that to shield Tietjens was the way not to get her But he had no sense Besides, sexual solidarity was a terribly strong thing She knew that she herself would not give a woman's secrets away in order to get her man. Then how was she to ascertain whether the girl was not in that town? How She imagined Tietjens going home every night to her But he was going to spend that night with herself She knew that Under that roof Fresh from the other

She imagined him there, now In the parlour of one of the little villas you see from the tram on the top of the town They were undoubtedly, now, discussing her Her whole body writhed, muscle on muscle, in her chair She must discover But how do you discover? Against a universal conspiracy This whole war was an agapemone You went to war when you desired to rape innumerable women It was what war was for All these men, crowded in this narrow space She stood up:

"I'm going," she said, "to put on a little powder for Lady Sachse's feast You needn't stay if you don't want to She was going to watch every face she saw until it gave up the secret of where in that town Christopher had the Wannop girl hidden She imagined her freckled, snubnosed faced pressed—squashed was the word—against his cheek She was going to investigate