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Chapter 4

onnie always had a foreboding of the hopelessness of
Cher affair with Mick, as people called him. Yet other
men seemed to mean nothing to her. She was attached to
Clifford. He wanted a good deal of her life and she gave it
to him. But she wanted a good deal from the life of a man,
and this Clifford did not give her; could not. There were
occasional spasms of Michaelis. But, as she knew by fore-
boding, that would come to an end. Mick COULDN’T keep
anything up. It was part of his very being that he must break
off any connexion, and be loose, isolated, absolutely lone
dog again. It was his major necessity, even though he always
said: She turned me down!
The world is supposed to be full of possibilities, but they
narrow down to pretty few in most personal experience.
There’s lots of good fish in the sea...maybe...but the vast
masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not
mackerel or herring yourself you are likely to find very few
good fish in the sea.
Clifford was making strides into fame, and even money.
People came to see him. Connie nearly always had some-
body at Wragby. But if they weren’t mackerel they were
herring, with an occasional cat-fish, or conger-eel.
There were a few regular men, constants; men who had
been at Cambridge with Clifford. There was Tommy Dukes,

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