She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. You know that. You dear, dear girl. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. That she possessed any sense of humour was in itself one of those human miracles which metaphysicians are always pothering over without arriving anywhere; for her previous environment had been particularly humourless. “Do you remember the mountains? Do you remember how we loved one another? How intensely we loved one another! Do you remember the light on things and the glory of things? I’m greedy, I’m greedy! I want children like the mountains and life like the sky. Like a trollop in heat. Don’t look so frightened. It had ceased to beat. There were probably others buried around the 13 house, she had seen a suspicious working refrigerator in the back of the garage mess, but she wasn’t about to check it out. Here was a little corner of the past—a tragic corner. “I trust you altogether.
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