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As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at / each momentary recovery, lost finally in the dark caverns of her / throat, bruised by the ripple of unseen muscles. An elderly waiter / with trembling hands was hurriedly spreading a pink and white checked / cloth over the rusty green iron table, saying: "If the lady and / gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden, if the lady and / gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden." I decided that / if the shaking of her breasts could be stopped, some of the fragments / of the afternoon might be collected, and I concentrated my attention / with careful subtlety to this end.