"she thought suddenly that she was wrong about his lack of emotion: the hidden undertone of his manner was enjoyment, she realized that she had ALWAYS felt a sense of light-hearted relaxation in his presence and known that he shared it. He was the ONLY man she knew to whom she could speak without strain or effort. This, she thought, was a mind she respected, an adversary worth matching. Yet there had always been an odd sense of distance between them, the sense of a closed door, there was an impersonal quality in his manner, something within him that could not be reached.
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