” He said. I have written, called—of what avail is anything—against that look. Even in her hatred, she began to realize that Sebastian’s intelligence was much greater than Gianfrancesco’s. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. And then you go—and half throttle me. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. Or else I would have finished him.
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