"You frighten the cull out of his senses. And she’s pluck to the backbone. She was instinctively aware of him as she had been of Julian. The sky was dripping a wet, slow rain that had forced the city’s inhabitants into taxicabs and dingy cafeterias, the day wholly ruined for all except the insane schizophrenics and her. She addressed Capes as though she spoke to him alone.
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