He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. ‘He prayeth best who loveth best—all things both great and small. “If I do,” he said. It is not a dissipated face.
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