Filled as he was with conflicting emotions, any stretch of silence would be dangerous. It was years before your time. Yet her aunt, with a ringed hand flitting to her lips and a puzzled, worried look in her eyes, deaf to all this riot of warmth and flitting desire, was playing Patience—playing Patience, as if Dionysius and her curate had died together. The second look told me I was wrong.
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