32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. This year—I’ve got it badly. Manning in fancy costume, as though he was a doll. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me.
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