‘Why do you think I told you about the portrait? I’d not seen it, of course, but I’d seen Miss Mary just before she got married, which is when it was painted. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. When it came time to eat once again, she hid out on the beach, a remote fastness beyond the city walls, a swampy morass that everyone avoided. ‘That is better, no?’ ‘Dieu. E.
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