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“Hey you,” he said affectionately. “I don’t know how, but I always manage to find a 164 fiddle if there is one around. “Maternity,” she said, “has been our undoing. "You two … both of you! But for you I couldn't have done it. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. I have not found the secret way into the house, for instance. Quite ordinary. The theme was a masquerade. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. Your Mom says to come downstairs for dessert.
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