Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. ‘What would you? The nuns they would not believe me, and so it was not possible for me to stay. His hair was thick and brown and his skin was fair. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. I could never make you understand.
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