A species of vertigo seized him. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance. There’s no family uniting instinct, anyhow; it’s habit and sentiment and material convenience hold families together after adolescence. A dozen words, and he saw Enschede as clearly as though he stood hard by in the flesh. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. I meant mischief.
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