Her voice recalled him. She had very few clear memories before a particular day in the library, when they had finished one of her first reading lessons. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. But one was clearly the goddess among them, her face hidden, her body seeming to call out to me to possess it at once. " So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate. He was all alone, too.
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