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” He put his hands on her shoulders and lowered her onto the flat surface of the picnic bench. ” “As sentinel. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. Yes—as he would have liked. ” “Can’t we go down into Italy?” “No,” he said; “it won’t run to that now.
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