“Yes, Leila told me.”
And she thought: 'I suppose he'll try and pretend that I've not been a beast!'
“I admire your pluck,” he said.
“I haven't any.”
“We never know ourselves, do we? I suppose you wouldn't walk my pace a minute or two, would you? I'm going the same way.”
“I don't know which way I'm going.”
“That is my case, too.”
They walked on in silence.
“I wish to God I were back in France,” said Fort abruptly. “One doesn't feel clean here.”
Noel's heart applauded.