It was Celeste’s idea. She heard the ocean in the distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. Cloud back of your hat!" He opened his eyes again. “I want to ask you a question,” she said abruptly. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. It was. None of the things they said and did were altogether new to Ann Veronica, but now she got them massed and alive, instead of by glimpses or in books—alive and articulate and insistent. Or run me through.
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