mm. ‘What has that to say to anything?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ smiled Lucy nervously. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. E. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. ” Lucy and Sebastian returned to the mausoleum. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. I feel years younger, a man again. Imbecile. They showered together. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am. 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.
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