She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. . He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. Gianfrancesco stumbled belatedly onto the beach, his feet padding wet sand. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald grinned.
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