She stood among them, watching them and
feeling curiously alien to them. "Not entirely," replied Jonathan, calmly; "though I shouldn't be ashamed of it if
it were. I wonder, Ann Veronica, if,
when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?”
Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths. He drove to his apartment, a second floor studio he
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was renting above a bakery. For hours he seemed to have pleasant
dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams
would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares
where he could hear her calling to him through a fog. 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.
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