Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. Like a petulant child he snapped. He must be tied behind the carriage. I didn’t understand. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. I’m glad I did.
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