” He kissed her, and handed her into the carriage. “What the hell. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy. You don’t know. Milky sunlight spilled on the floor. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. Marvel, who, as he had helped to deprive her of her former husbands, thought himself in duty bound to offer to supply their place. “I would give my life for you.
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