It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. “And children must we women bear— “Oh, damn!” she cried, as the hundred-and-first couplet or so presented itself in her unwilling brain. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from. I thought then perhaps you didn’t care, that you were like so many of them. "Choose, Jack. ‘I see that Leonardo was right.
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