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‘I wanted love to go on and on, never to get less…’ I had never spoken to anyone like this, except Sarah, but Henry’s reply was not Sarah’s. He said, ‘It’s not in human nature. One has to be satisfied…’ but that wasn’t what Sarah had said, and sitting there beside Henry in the Victoria Gardens, watching the day die, I remembered the end of the whole ‘affair’.

She had said to me - they were nearly the last words I heard from her before she came dripping into the hall from her assignation - ‘You needn’t be so scared. Love doesn’t end. Just because we don’t see each other…’ She had already made her decision, though I didn’t know it till next day, when the telephone presented nothing but the silent open mouth of somebody found dead. She said, ‘My dear, my dear. People go on loving God, don’t they, all their lives without seeing Him?’ ‘That’s not our kind of love.’ ‘I sometimes don’t believe there’s any other kind