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"Throughout 1935 Vivien continued her lonely pursuit of her husband. It seems to have been her settled conviction that she had only to see and to speak to him, and he would agree to return to her. And, in November, she found him. She had discovered that he was to deliver an address at a Sunday Times book exhibition, and she arrived there ... This was the confrontation Eliot most feared. Vivien went up to him and said, 'Oh, Tom'; he seized her hand and said 'How do you do' in a loud voice. The dog recognized him and jumped up at him, but he seemed not to notice. When he spoke at the exhibition, Vivien stood the whole time, keeping her eyes fixed upon his face. After he had finished his address she went up to him again and said, 'Will you come back with me?' He replied, 'I cannot talk to you now' . . . Then he walked away. They were never to see each other again."