"I am sorry. . Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing. Look in the small hide-bound book that he keeps in his boot. ‘Do not speak of him. “I don’t know where to go to. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon.
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