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"What is it?" "The night," she answered. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her, preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. The twins were a hard delivery, a C-Section. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly.
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