"She was mine before you ever saw her. I fight. Kind of knows it, too. ’ She was backing across the room, moving towards the screen. She felt her own body stir, ready for more. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative.
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