After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom door and he returned to his basement. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. Oh, peste, he will ruin all. “Yes, I remember,” she said. He wants you so, he is still a virgin. ” She rolled over on her face, and stuffed her fingers in her ears to shut out the rhythm from her mind. Like carpenter, like chips. She was surprised and stared at him when he did not immediately leave the bed as Gianfrancesco always did, but instead rested on his elbows. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. There was a loose button on that coat, and I want to sew it on.
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