‘To see Charvill. Let us stay the night here. Gianfrancesco had
told her about it, how he had played in it as a child with
his brothers. Those who had seen him slumbering, averred that he slept with his
eyes open. A young man
—almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across
the room to her. I wouldn't
trust a Malay, not if he were reared in the Vatican. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as
you Yankees say. ”
“And for me,” Anna echoed. I don’t classify. The rumor mills churned with the news
that he harbored for her no ill will, but was simply too
busy in his life to have a girlfriend that wasn’t “serious”. I shall have no faith in future in
bolts and bars.
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