Cecil Vyse:
You don't love me, evidently. I dare say you're right not to, but... it would help a little, hurt a little less, if I knew why.
Lucy Honeychurch:
Because you're the sort who can't know anyone intimately, least of all a woman.
[Cecil looks taken aback and hurt]
Lucy Honeychurch:
Well, I don't mean exactly that, but you will go on asking questions!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:36