167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. ” “Such independence,” he answered quickly, “is a vice. His technique had gained much subtlety over the years. " "But I was intoxicated!" "So was the man you just fought in this room. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. “Stop it!. ” She demanded. "I imagine I must have a hundred rolls—all the old fellows. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. For a time she promenaded the room. You have been useful to me, or I would not have spared you thus long. ‘Come, I am concerned merely for your safety, you know. I have never spoken of these things to any human being.
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