She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. Nothing would stop her, and she was prepared to face the consequences. He might have been a complete innocent, she did not know and did not bother to find out. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. “I don’t know much about the technique of music,” he said at last, with his eyes upon her. And then, as she answered nothing, “Seeing that we are lovers. In you—if you can love me—there is salvation. She must learn wisdom—as God pleases.
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