The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. “No, that’s fine. ’ ‘What?’ uttered Gerald, startled. She looked stealthily at Anna. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat.
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