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“Ah, you are generous,” I whispered close to the edge of the cloak
overshadowing her face. “You must now think of yourself, Juan,” she said. “Of
myself,” I echoed sadly. “I have only you to think of, and you are so far away—out
of my reach.
“Make ready, Tomas,” I whispered. “Ready for what?” he grumbled. “Where shall
your worship run from these swine?” “We must follow them,” I answered. “The
madness of the seņor's countrymen descends upon him,” he whispered with ...
“Kneel down,” he whispered hoarsely. I knelt. A man with a new wig was droning
out words, waving his hands now and then from the top of the tall pulpit. Beneath
him a smaller man in an old wig was dozing, his head bent forward. The place ...
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review