"I don't want to understand it somehow ...

I want to forget, I want to forget!" "What do you want to forget ?" asked Tarling.
She shook her head.
"Don't ask me," she said.

"Please, please, don't ask me!" He walked down the big stairway, a greatly worried man.

He had left the taxi at the door.

To his surprise he found the cab had gone, and turned to the porter.
"What happened to my taxi ?" he said.