Engleby (51 page)

Closed curtains again. Finished tea. Put J. Mitchell
Ladies of the Canyon
very softly on my small record player, got into bed, put arm round Mike and fell asleep again at once, hearing the rain beat down outside.

For some reason dreamed of sparkling Greek sea, Aegean blue, with wooden boats, their white sails filled with love.

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