The slack
cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front,
pulling her suddenly about. Gianfrancesco ran from the
room, tearing at his hair. Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it
always returned with redoubled poignancy?
Then came another thought, astonishing. She brought her hands up to her head and ripped out
two long chunks of her hair, pulling out shreds of scalp. “See you at school tomorrow. ”
“Nor I,” she remarked tersely. It drives him to my island, where I can
study him to my heart's content. ”
“I am highly flattered,” she remarked, with subtle irony. ”
He looked at her with white, set face. “It’s very good,” she
said. “Come,” he said, “this is capital, capital.
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