She flailed against the doctor’s grip but after what seemed an eternity of kicking and flailing, amazingly, he had not seemed weakened in the slightest by her resistance. ” He was suddenly calm. She felt sticky and ashamed when he dropped her off a block away from the McCloskey house as she had requested. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe.
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